Country clubs and old bassinets
Magnets reading me like cassettes
I'm thinking what's it take to maybe turn me on
An outlet in an airport somewhere
Boardrooms filled with musical chairs
I'm thinking it's about to break me
It's your electrical energy
That makes the others seem obsolete
Can't wrap my arms around what's in your mind
That's alright, 'cause you know I come alive
When you're right here with me
Different prongs for every wall
Magnifying all that you small
I'm thinking what's it take to maybe turn me on
Telescopes make distance feel faint
Wires crossing keep me away
I'm thinking it's about to break me
It's your electrical energy
That makes the others seem obsolete
Can't wrap my arms around what's in your mind
That's alright, 'cause you know I come alive
When you're right here with me
Sometimes I ask myself, where does it come from?
Some times I ask myself, where does it go?
My mind is always full of strange ideas
But the only thing I really know, the only thing
It's your electrical energy
That makes the others seem obsolete
Can't wrap my arms around what's in your mind
That's alright, 'cause you know I come alive
When you're right here with me
You're right here with me
It's your remedy
Feel ok

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