A youth walks on a darkened street Where there's someone he should meet Passes a young woman who is sexy, slight Their eyes meet for a moment under a street light Her lips curl into a smile His eyes glowing all the while This is the dream of a million hearts to find urban love in the dark of the asphalt homeland Now the young man says "Hey , Baby" She stops and says "What's up, honey" A chance encounter of the street Like something from a song The air is moist and strong Something has begun this summer night Life is strongly dependent on chance Something which seems of so right So goes the urban dance Don't you see the truths in metropolitan night? With a little luck I think you might