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 face

Was the kind of a smile

That only a rather dull child could have drawn

While attempting a graveyard 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 to my surprise