So I stood by the roadside The soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac Like gunmetal magnets Fixed on the front of her Fassbinder fase Was the kind of a smile That only a rather duii child could have drawn While attempting a draveyard in the moonlight But she was impressed You could see that she thought I looked fine And when she turned sweeter The reason (between you and me) was She'd just seen my green Lamborghini
So we went for a spin in the country To feel the wind in our hair To feel the power of my engine To feel the thrill of desire
And then in the trees I heard a twig snap Warning lights flashed on my map I opened my eyes and too my surprise