generic love song circa 9 96 baby I ll go over to your house I m sure your room s immaculate let me guess- a pop group poster on the north wall and an almost-risque model on the other oh we ve viewed one another from afar and yet four feet away fleetingly A chasm separates us And I m trying to cross it in inches can you sate me can you enjoy me can you ignore me and might I say the same about you and when we bond nervously superficially I ll feel a flicker of hate And then an immeasurable warmth to know I ve accomplished my goal