Topless models doing semaphore Wave their flags as she walks by and get ignored Illuminations on a rainy day When she walks her footsteps sing a reckless serenade
I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I mean Called up to listen to the voice of reason And got the answering machine
The type of kisses where teeth collide When she laughs her heavens hum A stun gun lullaby Those twinkling vixens With a shine spiralize Their hypnosis goes unnoticed when she's walking by
I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need Called up to listen to the voice of reason And got his answering machine
I left my message but did he fuck get back to me And now I'm stuck still and wondering how it's meant to be
Singing a reckless serenade, reckless serenade Reckless serenade, reckless serenade
