作曲 : Crescenzo, Dear Hunter
Awoke alone, put on my coat, ran for the door 
Down the stairs, and made it to the second floor 
Stopped by the squeaky wheel, a smiling swine 
Stunned by the sight and fearing whats behind "Hey there" he pleasantly began "Good day" he telescoped his hand "Is there a service I can possibly propose?" "Ms leading seems to me to be a proper butterfly" "Then I suggest you pack your bags and learn to drive!" 
Tucked in my shirt, and finally made my way outside 
He broke the scene, a 
Machiavellian dandelion 
Blissfully plucked from the bloom of another 
But all the while (all the while) 
She was still fresh in my mind (she's stuck in my mind) 
And though this might be premature (ooh oh) 
But ambition strikes me when the mood is right (the mood is right) 
The mood is right