Оригинален текст
Yeah You're like the missing piece, that I have never
known
And I'm like the open seat, on the crowded bus ride
home
You're the signs upon the street, that show me where
to go
Yeah you can be a mystery, but I am Sherlock Holmes
Yeah, I've never been so sure that
You're everything I've been waiting for.
Like cinnamon and vanilla,
King kong and godzilla
Tattoes (denim) and leather
We go together
Sunny n cher,
The 80s and hair
Bonny n clyde, all the rides at the fairs
Just think of me and I will be there.