Poetry In Motion:Johnny Tillotson. #1 in '61. When I see my baby, what do I see? Poetry, poetry in motion. #1. Poetry in motion, walking by my side. Her lovely locomotion, keeps my eyes open wide. Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway, a wave out on the ocean, could never move that way. I love every movement, there's nothing I would change. She doesn't need improvement, She's much too nice to rearrange. #2. Poetry in motion, dancing close to me, A flower of devotion, swaying gracefully. Whoa..whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. (x2) Poetry in motion, see her gentle sway. A wave out on the ocean could never move that way. #3. Poetry in motion, all that I adore. No number nine love potion, could make me love her more. Whoa..whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (x6) A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.