i have my new shoes on and i won't stop moving forward till the sun explodes

run away, run away, i'll attack.

everybody looks at us funny, it must be the way we wear our clothes or the funny hats we have on our heads to protect us from the rain. maybe it's your good looks and my being there with you, attached at the hip.
how unfortunate for you.
i'm guessing it's the fact that we're together at all that gets them staring, i mean, how could someone like me be seen with you?

buckle up honey, it's time we went for the wild ride of our lives.