Oh bebe i see trouble on the way, But we are the rebels with young hearts Who are not scared to go out tonight andΒ make a fuss about us, We are lovers at first sight dancing in the pale moonlight, They call us Beauty and the Beast because we are such a good match, Others are suspicious saying what's the catch? We are like fire&gasoline and together we shine like gold, You are the garden & I am the gardener whose hands are never too old, To take care of your thorns my one&only red rose.*