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I was minding my own, drinking coffee alone
Down on the Lower East Side
It was late in the morning
When she caught my eye
She was bobbing and weaving and spinning
Through the streets in her cutoff jeans
Turning heads, the boys and the girls
Like some movie scene
She's got those long legs, fixed gears
It's a mechanical advantage
Mmm, long legs, fixed gears
It's a mechanical advantage
On me, oh my, on me
Well, traffic slowed down, her clock unwound
And for a moment time was caged
Lord, if everything is relative
This must be the space
She had her red shoes on, tattoos on her arms
And her steel-look frames
The wind in her hair, an easy smile on her face
She had those long legs, fixed gears
It's a mechanical advantage
Mmm, long legs, fixed gears
It's a mechanical advantage
On me, mmm, oh my
Like most things, it couldn't last
Time always stretches so far
She turned the corner at Avenue A
Without a look or a glance my way
Oh my, oh my
Well, I wonder if I'd noticed
I wonder if I'd even care
Had she been sitting on a park bench
By herself in the square
Maybe beauty is best seen in motion
An opal sky at sunset, a wave crashing in the ocean
But I can't help myself, I can't look away
It's a mechanical advantage
Mmm, long legs, fixed gears
It's a mechanical advantage
On me, oh my, poor me
Written by: Benjamin Croft Sollee
