I don't like to plan our date in advance

I'm a man that's dedicated hundred percent to romance

Waltz into a park

Into the dark

Away from neon lights

Tourists sites

Motor cars

Your eyes are glued to the floor

I'm also bored

We don't have much in common

That's for sure

It's a fifty fifty situation we find ourselves in

Please do keep it a secret for me

When trouble's close

It almost has a taste

A taste of metropolitan and industrial waste

You sway like a pendulum

That won't be safe

In the age of turbulence

Run as you may

At the end of the day

I've got something to say

I adore you honey but not in a sexual way

'tho if you really want to get it on

I can be gay

Do keep it a secret for me anyway

It's a fifty fifty situation

We find ourselves in

Please do keep it a secret for me