| 2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
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| I love you, sincerely
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| Yours truly, yours truly...
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| I sent a message to another time
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| But as the days unwind, this I just can't believe
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| I sent a note across another plane
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| Maybe it's all a game, but this I just can't conceive.
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| Can you hear me?
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| I drive the very latest hover car
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| I don't know where you are
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| But I miss you so much till then
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| I met someone who looks a lot like you
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| She does the things you do
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| But she is an IBM.
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| 2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
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| I love you, sincerely
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| Yours truly, yours truly...
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| She's only programmed to be very nice
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| But she's as cold as ice
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| Whenever I get too near
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| She tells me that she likes me very much
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| But when I try to touch
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| She makes it all too clear.
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| She is the latest in technology
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| Almost mythology
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| But she has a heart stone
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| She has an I.Q. |
| of 1001
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| She has a jumpsuit on
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| And she's also a telephone.
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| 2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
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| I love you, sincerely
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| Yours truly, yours truly...
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| Is that what you want? |
| (Is it what you want?)
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| Is it what you really want? |
| (Is it what you really want?)
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| Is that what you want? |
| (Is it what you want?)
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| Is it what you really want?
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| I realize that it must seem so strange
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| That time has rearranged
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| But time has the final word
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| She knows I think of you, she reads my mind
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| She tries to be unkind
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| She knows nothing of our world
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| Although her memory banks overflow
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| No one would ever know
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| For all she says: "Is that what you want?"
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| Maybe one day I'll feel her cold embrace
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| And kiss her interface
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| 'Til then, I'll leave her alone.
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| I love you, sincerely
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| Yours truly, yours truly... |