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from Bill Parsons - Special Delivery (1999)
It's poetry in motion
She turned her tender eye to me Deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony She blinded me with science And feminine biology When I'm standing close to her I can smell the chemicals It's poetry in motion When she turned her eyes to me Deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony She blinded me with science And feminine geometry When she dances next to me I can hear machinery It's poetry in motion And now she's makin' love to me Quasars in commotion Elements in harmony She blinded me with science And hit me with technology It's poetry in motion She turned her eye to me Deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony She blinded me with science And feminine biology |
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