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The lights of the city at night
Have painted the road in color
Like heroes straight out of dreams—
No rules, no brakes, just full throttle
Throw it on—I’m ready
Just watch how I fly
Hop in the ride, I’ll take you for a spin
You’re certainly not like the others—
All prim and proper, just "waiting for the tram"
My plans are all in a jumble now
It was a sheer accident that brought us together
But I’m not the fellow traveler for you
Just a sunbeam slicing through the clouds
That’s it, girl—go on, get lost (Get lost, get lost)
Think of me in the dead of night (Ay-ya-ya-yay)
You taste just like apples from Thailand
Now run on home, get out of here
Don’t go prying into my life (Stop playing the fool)
That’s it, girl—go on, get lost
Let everyone in the neighborhood know:
You are as beautiful as the Altai mountains
Flowing from the Biya to the Aya rivers—
Overflowing, spilling over the brim
It’s like I’ve just woken from a coma (I was so tired)
And realized just how vast the world is (I knew it all along)
Through these familiar back alleys
I crawl home, absolutely wasted
And keep everyone awake (Ay-ya-ya-ya-yay)
Quiet as a mouse creeping across the roof
Everything around me feels weightless
Falling and falling, and falling, and falling...
Falling and falling all over again
I don’t know what makes you tick
To hell with your "still waters run deep" nonsense
I take a running start and leap right off the roof
But you—you’re just not ready yet!
That’s it, girl—go on, get lost (Get lost, get lost)
Think of me in the dead of night (Ay-ya-ya-yay)
You taste just like apples from Thailand
Now run on home, get out of here
Don’t go prying into my life (Stop playing the fool)
That’s it, girl—go on, get lost
Let everyone in the neighborhood know:
You are as beautiful as the Altai mountains
Flowing from the Biya to the Aya rivers—
Overflowing, spilling over the brim