Lyrics:
Never mind the standardsThe staples, the symbolsNever mind statisticsThat say how we behaveNever find the treasureYou take it, you keep itWell I'vew found the treasureThat I don't want to save(Chorus)My oh myWe make a lot of loveFor just two peopleMy oh myWe make a lot of loveFor just you and meCan you see the futureThe forecast, the fortuneCan you see the fate ofThe folks that reason forPlan to be the womanThat looks for an angelPlan to be the womanThat breaks all the rulesRepeat Chorus twicePeople who know me more than ISay nothing's really newBut one thing that they'll never knowIs making love with you