[Sung, melodic vocals only] [Chorus] Hello, Code Rose? This is Midnight Rose. Rose in the crosshairs. Target locked. Emotionally guided missile engaged. … BOOM! [Verse] I've always regarded humour as a weapon of mass seduction. I skid to a halt in a controlled drift by the sea. Late, hair a mess, not dolled up, the scent of massage oil wafting ahead of me… He's waiting for me by the beach, next to his bike, in cowboy boots. Tall, smiling, charming, polite… he smells so good… to die for. I see him. And I know. I don't know what it is I know. But I know it. He's gorgeous. I know him. I've always known him. From another life, perhaps. We were meant to meet, it's obvious, it's written somewhere, I just have to follow. He's everything I've ever dreamt of. The open sea, travel, adventure, his arms. This is exactly the moment to run. [Chorus] Hello, Code Rose? This is Midnight Rose. Rose in the crosshairs. Target locked. Emotionally guided missile engaged. … BOOM!
