HARMON RABB MADE ME FILK THIS
Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien, 5/27/99
(ttto "What's Love Got to Do With It", as sung by Tina Turner, natch.)

You can't understand.
When the touch of my hand 
Makes my bird react,
It's not just the thrill
Of response to my will,
It's the simple fact.
It's lyrical --
Modern miracle --
But a Tomcat can't do what you're doin' for me!

	CH:
	Oh...
	What's love got to do, got to do with it?
	What's love, when the sky is blue above me?
	What's love got to do, got to do with it?
	I love a plane, but a plane just can't love me.

Machine and man -- one --
As we spin in the sun,
It's just her and me.
She loops and she rolls,
Delighting my soul,
And at night, I see!
It's physical,
Technological,
But you, darkhaired Sarah, you make me feel free.

	CHORUS:
	Oh...
	What's love got to do, got to do with it?
	What's love, when the sky is blue above me?
	What's love got to do, got to do with it?
	I love a plane, but a plane just can't love me.

BRIDGE:
I've been putting my life through dissection
And I have to say:
Away from you feels like the wrong direction.
It scares me to feel this way....

	CHORUS:
	Oh...
	What's love got to do, got to do with it?
	What's love, when the sky is blue above me?
	What's love got to do, got to do with it?
	I love a plane, but a plane just can't love me.