Come with me,
Let's walk through space
And never stop.

We'll fight like men,
And we'll dress like women,
And love like asexuals.

Our necklines will plunge,
Our skirts will be short,
And our shoes will be boyish.

Let's fall in love,
With italian men
And the bottoms of our glasses.

So darling come with me,
We'll walk through space,
And we'll live.