When I see my baby, what do I see?
Poetry, poetry in motion
Poetry in motion, walking by my side
Her lovely locomotion keeps my eyes
open wide
Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway
A wave out on the ocean could never
move that way
I love every movement, there's nothing
I would change
She doesn't need improvements,
she's much too nice to rearrange
Poetry in motion, dancing close to me
A flower of devotion a‐swaying gracefully
Oh, a-woh-woh-woh…
A-woh-woh-woh…
A-woh-woh-woh… Woh…
Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway
A wave out on the ocean could never
move that way
I love every movement, there's nothing
I would change
She doesn't need improvements,
she's much too nice to rearrange
Poetry in motion, all that I adore
No number nine love potion
could make me love her more
Oh, a-woh-woh-woh…
A-woh-woh-woh…
A-woh-woh-woh… the soldiers gone?