Topless models doing semaphore. Wave their flags as she walks by and get ignored. Illuminations on a rainy day. When she walks her footsteps sing. A reckless serenade. I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I neeed. Called up to listen to the voice of reason. And got the answering machine. The type of kisses where teeth collide. When she laughs the heavens hum a stun-gun lullaby. Those twinkling vixens with the shine spiral eyes. Their hypnosis goes unnoticed when she's walking by. I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is I need. Called up to listen to the voice of reason. And got his answering machine. I left my message but did it fuck get back to me. And now I'm stuck still wondering how it's meant to be. Singing a reckless serenade reckless serenade. Reckless serenade reckless serenade. Reckless serenade. Reckless serenade. Reckless serenade