[Verse 1] Docking up in Jita You’re aligning in my mind You ping me on comms “Got a minute to run one site?” Cargo full of moon rocks Wallet blinking green But I’m staring at this sheet Color-coding every dream [Chorus] We’re flying space ships and spreadsheets You’re my profit and my heart rate Run the numbers while we run gates Baby You and me Turning red lines into blue ticks Making love out of small fits Space ships and spreadsheets You’re the formula that always fits [Verse 2] You say “fleet up Let’s go” I say “hold up Check this row” ISK flow looking pretty From our last big show You laugh through the static “Why you always tracking time?” ‘Cause every lonely warp Got a cell with your name in a line [Chorus] We’re flying space ships and spreadsheets You’re my profit and my heart rate Run the numbers while we run gates Baby You and me Turning red lines into blue ticks Making love out of small fits Space ships and spreadsheets You’re the formula that always fits [Bridge] [Beat drops to bass and snaps] If we lose this fleet tonight (tonight) I’ll still have you on my tab All our battles All our buys Every win we ever had (oh, oh) Filter on our futures Sort ascending See it clear Every cell that shows your name Says “together Stay right here” (stay right here) [Chorus] We’re flying space ships and spreadsheets You’re my profit and my heart rate Run the numbers while we run gates Baby You and me Turning red lines into blue ticks Making love out of small fits Space ships and spreadsheets You’re the formula that always fits
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