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This song was written reflecting on the beauty and frustration of the being the perpetual plutonic "boyfriend" to too many extremely hot girls. I mean, I'm not complaining I just want to point out the fact . . . oh, and it is nice to see what else can be gained from a relationship by both parties when it doesn't become too complicated. OK, whatever. I'm not going to delete this but I'll stop now.

Eighty, Ninety, Hundred and Ten plus beats per minute.
Everytime I see you my heart goes wild, I admit it.
Eighty, Ninety, Hundred and Ten plus beats per minute.
Only problem now, is we're not moving yet.

You make me race, round the dark side of the moon.
You make me chase, you like that road runnin' fool.
You make me race, to the edge of the world and back again.
You make me chase, I'm less than a lover but more than a friend.