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The Network - Supermodel Robots lyrics
Not quite a fembot but almost an alien, she's in the smell of the month club I feel it in my lungs. Lesbian junkie funky slam dunk a cosmonaut, laser guns and having fun biological parking lot. All systems down... So titty-twist a mad scientist, oh is this the toxic ride? Wrap me up in a plastic bag and hang me out to dry. Artificial respiration, I need my medication. Load me up and light a match. all systems down and out. It's down and out... |
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