Sexual Chemistry

This was no wild story
This was no fantasy
This was not lust in the heat and dust
Of some hellhole by the sea

Their eyes met at a party
They danced into the dawn
They hardly spoke but through the smoke
A true romance was born

Call it love or call it lust
But everyone could see
This was not love from the stars above
But Sexual Chemistry

Call them George and Laura
It was plain for all to see
From the moment that he saw her
They were gripped by destiny

They moved out to the suburbs
To start a family
The house, the car, the budgerigar
All on the H.P

Call it love or call it lust
But everyone could see
This was not love from the stars above
But Sexual Chemistry

A car stops in the driveway
He's late from work again
And Laura sits, collects her wits
And wonders if it ever will end

The silhouetted window
Tells what it's all about
And in their house by the side of the moon
We can hear them scream and shout