Oh, we're lost in translation
 Transient love
 Then you pulled up in and over
 It was over, yeah
 I found a personal salvation
 In your arms and eyes
 Did it hurt when you fell
 Probably not, I could tell
 You're like...
 I would love to lay you
 Way up in the Himalayas
 No, no need to modest, baby
 You appear to be a goddess, babe
 Sweet, unholy thoughts of you
 Let us pray
 Oh, heavenly father, wherever you are
 Could this be mine, all mine, all mine
 Your body is a temple
 It just might be the temple of doom
 Got an Indiana Jones for you, baby
 There's a challenge for my doom
 You're like...
 I would love to lay you
 Way up in the Himalayas
 No, no need to modest, baby
 You appear to be a goddess, babe
 Sweet, unholy thoughts of you
 Let us pray