Left on the road
Under fucking thunder
Rock and roll, sex and drugs and slumber
Meet Romeo, a completely stranger
He doesn't mind being yours for today
Kick off your boots
Wake up wearing my shirt
If it is alright for you
I don't want to know you too
It's almost three
Your clock ticks for this
Mistakenly thinking you're not the same
We are eye to eye, as you walk by
I don't have to remember your face
Kick off your boots
Wake up wearing my shirt
If it is alright for you
I don't want to know you too
