I’d take you to the moon child
Faster than the speed of glee
But never leave the room
Be two horizontal beings on a vertical trajectory
Stop now! With this resisting
Futile, you’ll never listen
Oh how you’re gonna be missing out
Baby I could be your number one shock
Make your pretty little heart stop
Tangle you up with my tentacle lock on you
And then blow you through the roof
Oh and you could be my pheromone dream queen
All I’d ever need
You’d be my favorite drug
And I’d be shooting you up all night
If you’d let down your walls
I’ll never wear you down
No, you’re like a penitentiary
We should’ve probably learned by now
But we’re both stupid little stubborn things
So sweet dreams, Azraline
I’m putting you to sleep
I’ll suck it up and let it go And say «c'est la vie»
Baby I could be your number one shock
Make your pretty little heart stop
Tangle you up with my tentacle lock on you
And then blow you through the roof
Oh and you could be my pheromone dream queen
All I I’d ever need
You’d be my favorite drug
And I’d be shooting you up all night
If you’d let down your walls
You could be so well loved
But you’ll never know
But you’ll never know
You’ll never know
You could be so filled up But you’ll never know
You’ll never know it now
Guess it wasn’t meant to be
C’est C’est la Vie