Patrick Moraz - She Blinded Me With Science Lyrics
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She Blinded Me With Science
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What Are The Lyrics For She Blinded Me With Science By Patrick Moraz?
It's poetry in motion
She turned her tender eyes to me As deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony Mmm, but she blinded me with science She blinded me with science And failed me in biology When I'm dancing close to her Blinding me with science, science I can smell the chemicals Blinding me with science, science Science, science Mmm, but it's poetry in motion And when she turned her eyes to me As deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony Mmm, but she blinded me with science And failed me in geometry When she's dancing next to me Blinding me with science, science Science, I can hear machinery Blinding me with science, science Science It's poetry in motion And now she's making love to me The spheres are in commotion The elements in harmony She blinded me with science She blinded me with science And hit me with technology Good heavens Miss Sakamoto You're beautiful, I-I don't believe it There she goes again She's tidied up, And I can't find anything All my tubes and wires And careful notes And antiquated notions But, it's poetry in motion And when she turned her eyes to me As deep as any ocean As sweet as any harmony Mmm, but she blinded me with science She blinded me with, with science She blinded me with |
Who Wrote She Blinded Me With Science By Patrick Moraz?
Jonathan Kerr, Thomas Dolby
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What's The Duration Of The She Blinded Me With Science By Patrick Moraz?The duration of She Blinded Me With Science is 5:49 minutes and seconds. |
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