So won’t you come with me
To the Zebra Prom
There’s nothing wrong
With wanting to dance the night away
I see you all alone
With the jackals yapping at your heels
There’s something wrong
With wanting to make a meal out of you
Its time for you to go
When I ask the time, you don’t know
I see no problem
We can dance in champagne
Dont worry love
We won’t feel anything
So come down
From your throne
And throw this dog
A bone this evening
Its time for you to go
When I ask the time you don't know
And love, you know
I will take you to the top
My dove, you know
I will take you to the top
Come on now
I will take you to the top’ll protect you from
Those crazy guys
Let them know that you’re mine
Turning with the time