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Monday, June 2, 2008

I love you, sincerely


I love you, sincerely
Yours truly, yours truly...

I sent a message to another time
But as the days unwind, this I just cant believe
I sent a note across another plane
Maybe its all a game, but this I just cant conceive.

Can you hear me?

I drive the very latest hovercar
I dont know where you are
But I miss you so much till then
I met someone who looks a lot like you
She does the things you do
But she is an ibm.

2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
I love you, sincerely
Yours truly, yours truly...

Shes only programmed to be very nice
But shes as cold as ice
Whenever I get too near
She tells me that she likes me very much
But when I try to touch
She makes it all too clear.

She is the latest in technology
Almost mythology
But she has a heart stone
She has an i.q. of 1001
She has a jumpsuit on
And shes also a telephone.

2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
I love you, sincerely
Yours truly, yours truly...

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