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She floored me with her attempts To restrain her hands but she's a mechanic And I've been known to become a machine If the lights grow dim I began to pray for rain Hoping this machine would rust Do you think that we'll fall in love We'll just fall in love We'll be more than friends We'll be everything No oil spilled, no gaskets burst But the mechanic didn't even use her tools Tears of failure streaming down a face Worthy of paint, a frame, and the Lourve Left me pondering the importance of flesh Do you think that we'll fall in love We'll just fall in love We'll be more than friends We'll be everything More than friends we'll be... Everthing From Letras Mania