I look into your eyes
they're such a big surprise
made of hard-plastic cream
Deep as a space
glowing in your face
in interlace
The touch of your hand
makes me understand
what kind of machine you are
You are my silicon dream
You've got a nice-programmed heart
very careful at the start
maybe a little bit too shy
But it makes my oil pressure high
and as long as you don't lie
I don't ask why
I love your robot walk
your synthetique talk
the way you move your lips
You are my silicon dream
You are a sweet machine
and when your eyes are shining green
this is my favourite scene
You are my silicon dream
I want to have you all my life
would you be my robot wife
constructing new micro-chips
Your silver skin against mine
computing all the time
you are so fine
You turn out the light
it's a very special sight
your radioactive brain
You are my silicon dream
You are a sweet machine
and when your eyes are shining green
this is my favourite scene
