| This one's for you friend if you like the moon, | |
| good tunes and old cartoons. | |
| All good for you. | |
| And even after a night at the bar, | |
| you watch the stinging stars, | |
| piercing you right in the heart. | |
| And you realize this may not last for long | |
| 'till the ding dong. | |
| So you best go strong, sing songs, | |
| wear thongs 'till the others live on | |
| and you're born again in Hong Kong | |
| where you'll like ping pong, | |
| your friends, reading and the sound of a gong. | |
| Well anyway, we all look for one thing and one thing only, | |
| and that's not to feel lonely, so hold me. | |
| I'll do my best to deserve your love. |