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 sea 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’ll go running with a heart on fire

And I'll go running with a heart on fire

And I'll go running with a heart on fire

And I'll go running with a heart on fire

And I'll go running with a heart on fire