Soft things You want soft things You need soft things You'll get soft things You register a motion You get a helpful hint There's a certain way it shivers when she shakes Her mind seemed so chaotic Her posture was erotic And her voice was exotic I acted so neurotic I thought it idiotic Her dance was so technotic She became hypnotic And now I'm calling out for soft things Something soft when times get hard And now I'm calling out for soft things When something calls you you'll know what to do You find a longer wavelength You hear a deeper note It's a buried treasure that she doesn't hide
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