So won’t you come with me To the Zebra Prom There’s nothing wrong With wanting to dance the night away I see you all alone With the jackals yapping at your heels There’s something wrong With wanting to make a meal out of you Its time for you to go When I ask the time, you don’t know I see no problem We can dance in champagne Dont worry love We won’t feel anything So come down From your throne And throw this dog A bone this evening Its time for you to go When I ask the time you don't know And love, you know I will take you to the top My dove, you know I will take you to the top Come on now I will take you to the top’ll protect you from Those crazy guys Let them know that you’re mine Turning with the time