i'll be your romeonyou can play juleitni'll let you know me so we can be newly wedsnride me like a rodeo, pretend we don't know, how this story endsnback, home we gonto those rose bedsnnbut it's not so badnas they say, til death do us part, nnturn up the volumeneverybodies out dancing in the grand ballroomnstrobe light flashing a red glownon a metro city retronnwe let go and disconhigher than the clouds of sweet cotton candiesnher kiss blows to san francisconin her cotton pantiesnnwe call it a night (3x)nnvanilla milk yogurtnin her hand sewn shirt and her fan blown skirtncatwalk shot ten thousand wattsnshe's up on a foxtrotnnyou can look but don't touch (2x)nnso i'll be the romeonthen she can be juliet, dancing like newly wedsnplaying a radio, riding my rodeoni let her know me sonnwe call it a night (3x)n