James the Seventh – Science (Lyrics & Video)

Science – James the Seventh Lyrics

You are my friend

And we make out too

My theory is, it's gotta be pheromones

And it's working well

And he works like hell

Makes me take his shirt off for a smell

I could blame it on romance but it's definitely

Something else

It's not my fault

And it's not the perfume

Or the cologne

Like oxygen and volcanoes

Toxins and boxes that you’re checking off

Baby, it's science

Science!

This isn’t school but I figured it out

With methods and a whole lot of doubt

I studied your body

Show and tell

Experimental shouts

And it's working well

And he works like hell

Makes me take his shirt off for a smell

I could blame it on romance but it's definitely

Something else

It's not my fault

And it's not the perfume

Or the cologne

Like oxygen and volcanoes

Toxins and boxes that you’re checking off

Baby, it's science

Science!