Uhh… Yeah…Swift like the
Uhh… Yeah…
Swift like the crane, but ferocious like the lion.
If you go, it’s the end of my world,
I’m calling you the Mayans.
You’re the electricity and I’m the mechanical appliance.
Treaty of Entente, will you join my alliance?
We have that “Chemistry”; something like science.
Will you be mine to dine,
Or do I have to go on a diet¿
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