You whisper in my ear, “it's time to go”
i grabbed you by the hand and wouldnt let it go
you wanna see it, and know the truth
but you hesitate a moment so your advances dont seem uncouth
your breath is hottt, caresses slow
my heart begins to race, i cannot let it show
you've heard about it, the rumor's true
it's 2 by 2 by 3 feet and it's on the desk in front of you
do you like my wang?
you know you want to use it
do you like my wang?
please be gentle, dont abuse it
do you like my wang?
i took it out for you to see
do you like my wang?
8bit plastic love machine
your train of thought derailed, nothing to say
you cant believe i've kept this secret locked away
you wanna touch it, and turn it on
so i quote you sexxxy lyrics from a classic 80's journey song
“burning desire, feeding the fire”
i've sunk to new lows lyrically and things are dire
but you dont care, and make your move
i can see you're blushing madly and your swooning means that you approve
do you like my wang?
you know you want to use it
do you like my wang?
please be gentle, dont abuse it
do you like my wang?
i took it out for you to see
do you like my wang?
8bit plastic love machine
your touch is soft, you aim to please
you trace your fingers over worn qwerty keys
with tenderness, i touch your face
you look distracted while i hunger for your warm embrace
you've waited long enough, i cant say no
who am i to stop the infomation flow
the data flickers across the amber screen
my very own electric 8bit plastic love machine
do you like my wang?
you know you want to use it
do you like my wang?
please be gentle, dont abuse it
do you like my wang?
i took it out for you to see
do you like my wang?
8bit plastic love machine