Well in a hundred years from now
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They will attempt to tell us how
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A scientific means to bliss
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Will supercede the human kiss
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A sub atomic chain
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Will maybe galvanize your brain
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A biochemic trance
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Will eliminate romance
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But why ever should we care
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When there are arrows in the air
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Formed by lovers' ancient art
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That go straight to my heart
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A future sugar coated pill
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Would give our lovers time to kill
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I think they're working far too much
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For the redundancy of touch
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But what will make me yours
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Are a millions deadly spores
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Formed by lovers' ancient art
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That go straight to my heart
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Come into my door
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Be the light of my life
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Come into my door
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You'll never have to sweep the floor
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Come into my door
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Be the light of my life
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Come into my door
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Come and be my wife
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I'll be true. To no one but you
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If it's a future would we fear
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We have tomorrow's seeds right here
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For you can hold them in your hand
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Or let them fall into the sand
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But if our love is pure
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The only thing of which we're sure
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Then you can play your part
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And fly straight to my heart
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If I should seek immunity
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And love you with impunity
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Then the only thing to do
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Is for me to pledge myself to you
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But they only dealt one card
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So for me it is not hard
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You're the bright star in my chart
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You go straight to my heart
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Come into my door
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Be the light of my life
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Come into my door
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You'll never have to sweep the floor
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Come into my door
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Be the light of my life
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Come into my door
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Come and be my wife
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I'll be true. To no one but you
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Straight To My Heart
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| Sting |
