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It's poetry in motion |
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She turned her tender eyes to me |
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As deep as any ocean |
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As sweet as any harmony |
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Mmm - but she blinded me with science |
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She blinded me with science |
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And failed me in biology |
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When I'm dancing close to her |
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Blinding me with science - science |
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I can smell the chemicals |
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Science |
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Science |
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Mmm - but it's poetry in motion |
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And when she turned her eyes to me |
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As deep as any ocean |
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As sweet as any harmony |
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Mmm - but she blinded me with science |
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She blinded me with science |
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And failed me in geometry |
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When she's dancing next to me |
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Blinding me with science - science |
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Science |
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I can hear machinery |
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'Blinding me with science - science |
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Science |
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It's poetry in motion |
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And now she's making love to me |
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The spheres are in commotion |
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The elements in harmony |
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She blinded me with science |
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She blinded me with science |
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And hit me with technology |
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'Good heavens Miss Sakamoto - you're beautiful |
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I don't believe it |
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There she goes again |
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She's tidied up and I can't find anything |
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All my tubes and wires |
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And careful notes |
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And antiquated notions |
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But - it's poetry in motion |
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And when she turned her tender eyes to me |
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As deep as any ocean |
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As sweet as any harmony |
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Mmm - but she blinded me with science |
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She blinded me with science |
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And failed me in geometry |
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She blinded me - with science |
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She blinded me with |
