Will you remember me in the next world,
If you don’t love me in this one?
Or maybe a short little fling,
Before we declare that we’re done?
Can I meet you for coffee,
The next time I’m in town?
Let me knock you off your throne,
Before I straighten your crown.

Ain’t nothin’ permanent,
We’re all going to die.
We can bitch about reality,
Or give our fantasies a try.
Ain’t nothin’ so true,
As the truth that we choose.
So, baby, get lost with me,
You got nothin’ to lose.

Hey, let me see you,
I’m in town for some days.
I’d like to trace your new tattoos,
In a million different ways.
Can I meet you for a dance,
And feel the desire in your hips?...