作词 : Dominique Dillon de Byington, Jens Lekman
 作曲 : Dominique Dillon de Byington, Jens Lekman, Marius Bubat, Samuel Savenberg
Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked
Strongest taste
Loudest drop
Head is filled
The thought, unlocked

You'd be thirteen
I'd be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown
You'd be thirteen
I'd be thirty-five
Gone to find a place for us to hide
Be together but alone
As the need for it has grown

Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha
A cave or a shed
A car or a bed
A hole in the ground
Or a burial mound
A bush or a tree
Or the Aegean see will do for me

Cha-cha, cha-cha, cha-cha
Cha-cha, cha-cha-haa
I can say that you look pretty
You turn my legs into spaghetti
You set my heart on fire
For you I found a vent
In the bottom of a coal mine
Just enough space for your hands in the inside
If you go
Please let me know

A den or a dessert
Perhaps an ink squirt
A cellar, a wishing well, a war
Or a guarantee will do for me
For you I found a cell
On the top floor of a prison
Just enough space for you to fit your feet in

If you go
Please let me know
And I go running with a heart on fire
And I go running with a heart on fire
And I go running with a heart on fire
And I go running with a heart on fire
And I go running
And I go running
And I go running
And I go running
And I go running
And I go running
And I go running with a heart on fire
I go running
I go running with a heart on fire