When I see my baby
What do I see
Poetry
Poetry in motionPoetry in motion
Walkin' by my side
Her lovely locomotion
Keeps my eyes open widePoetry in motion
See her gentle sway
A wave out on the ocean
Could never move that wayI love every movement
And there's nothing I would change
She doesn't need improvement
She's much too nice to rearrange
Poetry in motion
Dancing close to me
A flower of devotion
A swaying gracefullyWhoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
WhoaPoetry in motion
See her gentle sway
A wave out on the ocean
Could never move that wayI love every movement
There's nothing I would change
She doesn't need improvement
She's much too nice to rearrange
Poetry in motion
All that I adore
No number-nine love potion
Could make me love her moreWhoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa