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This is a new wildlife form |
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Speaking through a wireless microphone |
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I am a titanium babe |
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A digital child of your wireless internet |
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I am a creation |
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Of your musical progress of technology |
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The internet ancient net-world is gone |
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....You say it's gone? Shit. |
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Fingertips sticked on the keys |
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I engage in new virtual touch of sensuality |
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Blue eyes on the digital screen |
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I experiment a top secret optical system of visual excitement |
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On my walls, |
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The projection of subliminal messages |
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To increase a new era of female interactive intuition |
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And life is a data gas I breathe wireless |
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You are the creator |
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Of my inner life network soundtrack |
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I. Come. Dot. Com. (x4) |
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YeahYeahYeahYaah (x a million) |
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YeahYeahYeahYaah |
