Perfect Timing

Perfect timing they call it

Perfect timing

Perfect timing they call it

Perfect timing

Over and under you working your limbs

Alter ego, the mode you're in

Mind over matter, spirit of ecstasy

Changing fact to fantasy

Intuition is called into play

And you wonder what she'll say

It's the moment you've waited for

Only you can open up the door

Perfect timing all the way

Perfect timing as the music plays

Perfect timing all the way

Perfect timing as the music plays

Run the gauntlet the fires in your eyes

Choose the moment just looking for the sign

Body language, the push and the shove

One thing for certain this ain't love

This ain't love, this ain't love

This ain't love, this ain't love

Oh no, no

Eye to eye, cheek to cheek

No need to talk, her eyes just speak

Music playing the theme to a dream

Tension mounting and building to a scream