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She said she craves scintillating conversation.
Her last man was a bore, so she ain't with him no more.
She's enthralled by everything that I have to say.
So we stay up all night long and let our words play.
Other guys are better looking, but she ain't feeling that
She's got a bright mind, like a 100 Watts
So we let our minds make love to the melody of conversation
And let words brew the love child of intellectual creations