| It must be something psychological |
| It may be something very physical |
| That makes me feel the way I do |
| Whenever i’m in touch with you |
| I think it’s something strange and mystical |
| It might be something very chemical |
| What is this force between us two |
| That makes me gravitate to you |
| I know you’re not my ego ideal |
| You aren’t like my father or brother |
| But the way I feel __ not become |
| A sister, a pal or a mother |
| Still… |
| It must be something psychological |
| It may be something very physical |
| That makes me feel the way I do |
| Whenever i’m in touch with you |
| It’s something psychological |
| I know you’re not my ego ideal |
| You aren’t like my father or brother |
| But the way I feel __ not become |
| A sister, a pal or a mother |
| My yearning’s really quite explainable |
| I want you 'cause you’re unattainable |
| Just let me get my hands on you |
| And then I want somebody new |
| With me it’s psychological |