Utopia - Love With A Thinker |
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Love With A Thinker
Utopia She's a definite thinker It don't take a genius to see There's something ticking behind those eyes She has the answer when I don't know what to ask What does she think of me And always lets me know so innocently I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me But when she gets that certain look on her face God help me, I'm in love with a thinker Save me, lips of a singer Help me, feet of a dancer Save me, I'm in love with a thinker Yes, she's a definite thinker Sometimes she tries to hide it from me It makes me dizzy But when she starts talking over my head And though she says that I have nothing to fear That's what I get for working out of my league I'm just a cipher in the master plan I know I'm just a fool to her I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me But will she turn me into a memory Though she insists we have equality I have to make up the difference somehow But every time she gets that look on her face I wonder what will be left when she's finished with me |
