Calculus of Romance
I'm changing it up, I'm shaking it down,
I am making space and time, so I won't have to drown
In my former life, which was out of control,
I found my baggage, and it's taken its toll
It's the calculus of romance, make sure that you don't dwell
In the virtual, contextual illusionary spell
I reduce and reuse, I upscale and down size,
I want a regular girl, who's like one of the guys
Not a vampire I will need to kill with a spike
I hope pretty soon I'll find someone I like
I'm looking for the funny, I'm sick of the sad,
I'm looking at your picture and hey, you don't look half bad
I'm tracking down a unicorn, I'm looking for a light,
So we can spend a lifetime here in a single night
It's the calculus of romance, there's mirrors and there's smoke
The odds are in my favor, my calculator's broke
I can't resist smoking when I have a drink,
I'm known to read minds, so watch out what you think
I am under the radar, and off of the street,
This one seems like someone I would like to meet
I'm naughty and nasty, I am painfully shy,
I hope that I can find you before the day I die
It's the calculus of romance, where the future meets the past
And strangers become frenemies, it happens pretty fast
In the calculus of romance, there's a formula to sell
Cold case of code to crack, there's no chance in hell...
I'll find you amongst these pages... we haven't talked in ages
I am making space and time, so I won't have to drown
In my former life, which was out of control,
I found my baggage, and it's taken its toll
It's the calculus of romance, make sure that you don't dwell
In the virtual, contextual illusionary spell
I reduce and reuse, I upscale and down size,
I want a regular girl, who's like one of the guys
Not a vampire I will need to kill with a spike
I hope pretty soon I'll find someone I like
I'm looking for the funny, I'm sick of the sad,
I'm looking at your picture and hey, you don't look half bad
I'm tracking down a unicorn, I'm looking for a light,
So we can spend a lifetime here in a single night
It's the calculus of romance, there's mirrors and there's smoke
The odds are in my favor, my calculator's broke
I can't resist smoking when I have a drink,
I'm known to read minds, so watch out what you think
I am under the radar, and off of the street,
This one seems like someone I would like to meet
I'm naughty and nasty, I am painfully shy,
I hope that I can find you before the day I die
It's the calculus of romance, where the future meets the past
And strangers become frenemies, it happens pretty fast
In the calculus of romance, there's a formula to sell
Cold case of code to crack, there's no chance in hell...
I'll find you amongst these pages... we haven't talked in ages
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Writer(s): Louie Fleck
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