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 need 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 their shining 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 he f** get back to me 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