4:33 AM (Running Shoes)

"So I stood by the roadside The soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac Like gunmetal magnets" Fixed on the fron of her Fassbinder face Was the kind of a smile That only a rather dull child could have drawn While attempting a graveyard in the moonlight But she was impressed You could see that she thought I looked fine And when she turned sweeter The reason (between you and me) was She'd just seen my green Lamborghini "I think it was the Lamborghini" So we went for a spin in the country To feel the wind in our hair To feel the power of my engine To feel the thrill of desire And then in the trees I heard a twig snap Warning lights flashed on my map I opened my eyes and to my surprise