Well there´s one thing Mama, I think you should know
It is not love that makes the flowers grow
But a complex electron transfer process known as photosynthesis when chlorophyll reacts with the light of day
Since you´re gone, the light has gone away

Oh there´s one more thing Mama, I think that you´ll find
It is not love that makes the stars shine
But the spontaneous combustion of super-heated and super-condensed gasses in the process known as fusion that creates new elements when the time is right
Since you´re gone, stars don´t shine so bright

Oh there´s another thing Mama, I think I should confide
It is not love that´ll turn the tide
But the net difference in the gravitational pull between the Earth and the Moon as it is acted out upon the waves
But since you´re gone, I feel washed away

I could have been a mathematician
Studied rockets for a livin´
Would´ve worked out better in the end
But to get more specific I´d break every law of physics
To bring you back to me again

Well there´s one more thing, I´ll tell you if I can
It is not love, that makes a non-stick frying pan
But a top-secret, trademarked, conglomerated, most likely carcinogenic, polyurethane compound spread in a micro-thin substance,
over a negatively charged layer of aluminum, copper, iron, lead, VHS, FYI, apple pie, FBI, and some other elements too
Since you´re gone, I wish I´d stuck to you