Poetry In Motion - Johnny Tillotson

When I see my baby

What do I see

Poetry

Poetry in motion

Poetry in motion

Walkin' 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 improvement

She's much too nice to rearrange

Poetry in motion

Dancing close to me

A flower of devotion

A swaying gracefully

Whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa

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 improvement

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

Whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa