They soared higher on their debut, but this was the top hit (#14 on the Hot 100) for Quarterflash ("...Three quarters foolish, and one quarter flash...") on their second album (of eventually four), before they faded away, just about the time vinyl turned into CDs. It was also about a thirty-year ear worm for me, and was one of a couple of songs that got me to stop three decades of playing air drums, buy a high-quality electronic kit, and teach myself to play them for real. (It worked. If Marv & Rindy Ross - still together after all these years - ever need someone to fill in on drums, I've got most of their catalogue memorized, and I can make the time for the tour.)
I had help. Mainly from a good ear, and people on YouTube posting things like their live concert at the Hollywood Palace in '84, at the height of their power, so I could see what their drummer was doing from time to time, to make sure I'd picked it up correctly by ear. (I did.) But the '80s are over, and I won't be doing the spandex jumpsuit thing. Fad is not fashion, and must needs die after its day in the sun. Thankfully.
Quarterflash is just a memory though, and lead singer Rindy's a psychologist in Portland now. Which means job security long after she loses her lip and the voice fades, given the average sanity level there.The tune still works though. Doubly so with a lead singer in her prime with that voice, and a ringing hook from lead guitar.