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 need
Call up to listen to the voice of reason
And got the answering machine
The type of kisses
Where teeth collide
When she laughs the Heavens hum
A stun-gun lullaby
Those twinkling vixens
With the shining spiral eyes
Their hypnosis goes unnoticed
When she's walking by
I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need
Call up to listen to the voice of reason
And got his answering machine
I left my message but did he fuck back to me
And now I'm stuck still wondering
How it's meant to be
Singing a reckless serenade
Reckless serenade
reckless serenade
Reckless serenade
