Running Shoes

4:33 AM [brief sounds sex] So I stood by the roadside The soles of my running shoes gripping the tarmac Like gunmetal magnets Fixed on the front of her Fassbinder face Was the kind of smile That only a rather dull child could have drawn While attempting the graveyard in the moonlight But she was impressed You could see that she thought I looked fine And when she turned sweeter [woman sighing] The reason (between you and me) was She'd just seen my green Lamborghini [engine revving] (I think it was the moon) 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 [sounds of sex] And then in the trees I heard a twig snap Warning lights flashed on my map I opened my eyes and to my surprise ...