I go high
You go low
No need for any quid pro quo
By this practical arrangement
We're never going toe to toe
I go up
You go down
Just do our thing and go to town
For a casual observer
Might be looking like we're breaking down
O-o-o-oh such alleviation
O-o-o-oh this romantic relation
When you think it's getting out of control
Just hold on to the rigmarole
Maintaining separation
Will always be our heart and soul
I go left
You go right
That way we never have to fight
Though everyone's debating
Eventually they'll see the light
O-o-o-oh such alleviation
O-o-o-oh this romantic relation
When you think it's getting out of control
We'll hold on to the rigmarole
Maintaining separation
Will always be our heart and soul
Holding you tight
Somehow it's alright
If it's casual moments
In the quick of the night
Ambiguous moves
Awarding full deniability
When you think it's getting out of control
Just hold on to the rigmarole
Maintaining separation
Will always be our heart and soul
When you think it's getting out of control
We'll hold on to the rigmarole
Maintaining separation
Will always be our heart and soul
Maintaining separation
Will always be our heart and soul