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Hello my love

I've been away so long let me pour you some champagne

Roses plus lingerie equals the unit I use to measure your ultimate pleasure

So lay back, close your eyes and relax while I pull out my calculator and give you what you like

I wanna do math with you

And if my number two pencil ain't wrong

You've multiplied my length by width

And our division's been too long

Now I wanna do math with you

Finally we're here alone

I just can't wait to calculate and solve for your unknowns

If our love was two trains traveling opposite directions at thirty miles an hour

Baby, we'd still feel the same

I guess it must be fate

Your protractor skills are bliss

Now give my sweet ellipse a kiss

Between me and you we've got nothin' to prove

Except a shitload of theorems and data to review

I wanna do math with you

Your curvature turns me on

Baby, make me show my work and I'll fill out your Scantron

I wanna do math with you with sensuality and trust

Calcul-me and calcul-you

Girl, that makes calcul-us

You know they said it would never work between us

We're from completely different worlds

Me, an applied mathematician

And you, a theoretical physicist with a master's degree in applied mathematics

But I've been crunching the numbers of our romance

And it seems we're uniformly converging to the same limit of real infinite love

Also, you fuck good

I wanna do math with you

Integrate nice and slow

Let's bust out all your graph paper and let the magic flow

I wanna do math with you

I'll love you 'till the end of Pi

Like three point one four, one, five, nine

Two, six, five, three five, eight, nine

Seven, nine, three, two

Three, eight, four, six, two, six four, three, three, eight, three

Two, seven, nine, five-oh-two eight, eight, four

One, nine, seven, one six, nine, three, three, nine

Nine, three, se-seven

Zero, one, five

Eight, two, zero, nine, seven, four