WHAT DO MEN WANT?

WHAT DO MEN WANT?

(DOES SHE DO
VULCAN MIND MELD
ON THE FIRST DATE?)

I want your bra size , baby
Fax number, E-mail address,
Modem com code, ID,
Phone machine access.

Give me your thumb print, password,
Blood type and credit check;
Give me your antibody spectrum;
Give me your immune responsive specs.

Let's break bread together, baby,
Exchange cryptographic primes;
Let's link our parallel ports;
Let's go on-line in real-time.

Velcro'd at the chakras
Let's circulate our chi;
Let's indulge in covalent bondage;
Let's communicate in C.

I wanna swim in your gene pool , mama;
Snort up your pheromones close range;
Tune into your neurotransmitters;
Introduce you to Doctor Strange.

I wanna surf your quantum potentia;
Mess with your thermostat;
Wanna tour your molecular orbits;
Wanna feed your Schroedinger cat.

Let's surgically merge our organs:
Our kidneys, our lungs, and our hearts;
Let's read physics journals together
And laugh at the dirty parts.

Let's Bell-connect our bellies
With some quantum-adhesive glue;
Let's do new stuff to each other
That Newton never knew.

I wanna feel your viscosity, honey
Melt my rheological mind;
Let your female force field vortex
Deform my male spacetime.

Let's dance at warp speed, dearie
Go back before B. C.
We'll dress in period costumes
And make love to our family tree.