Pat Boone Poetry In Motion
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, and there's nothing I would change,
she doesn't need improvements, she's much too nice to
arrange.
Poetry In Motion, dancin' close to me, a flower of the devotion, a swaying gracefully...
Poetry in Motion, see her gentle sway, on a wave out on the
ocean, could never move that way.
I Love every Movement, and there's nothing I would change,
she doesn't need improvements, she's much too nice to
arrange.
Poetry In Motion, and all that I adore, no number 9 love potion could make me love her more.
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