The one...
[Hello.
It's nice to meet you.
Your very cute.
Rubber man.]
I can't help myself,
I'm in love.
And when I get back,
From outer space,
I'm gonna cú đấm him in his face.
He's the moon,
Then I'm eclipsed
I'm so lunar yeah,
When I get to him,
I'll run him over with my rocket ship.
My, eyeliner,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations
For bạn dear.
If only, I could,
Reboot my me-chanical heart,
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with bạn I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.
Baby could we make a trang chủ in the stars,
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.
(O-o-o-O-oh)
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck bạn hard as I can,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-future man,
I wanna f-f-f-future man.
I've been workin',
In engineering,
All our chem-estries,
And our situ-ations,
Workin' out our sex equations
And I'm no,
I'm no, nostradamas yeah,
Cause' my hair is blond,
But my tim, trái tim is brunette,
If I'm not on you,
And at lease I'm honest.
My, mascara,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations,
For bạn dear,
My dear.
If on-ly I could,
Outer không gian my brain,
For a minute.
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with bạn I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.
Baby could we make a trang chủ in the stars,
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.
(O-o-o-O-oh)
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck bạn hard as I can,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-future man,
I want your f-f-f-f-future man,
bạn can come and take me in,
To a place where we've never been,
He's so unreal yeah,
He's mannequin,
He's a synthetic, plastic, an unreal man,
I'll buy bạn playing cards,
On a shooting star,
To get to you
My future lo-ver-er,
He's my rubber hunk,
My kind-of guy,
And I'm stuck in,
His metal, rubber eyes,
Eye, eye, eyes...
Rubber eyes,
Eye, eye, eyes...
My future guy...
[Hello.
It's nice to meet you.
Your very cute.
Rubber man.]
I can't help myself,
I'm in love.
And when I get back,
From outer space,
I'm gonna cú đấm him in his face.
He's the moon,
Then I'm eclipsed
I'm so lunar yeah,
When I get to him,
I'll run him over with my rocket ship.
My, eyeliner,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations
For bạn dear.
If only, I could,
Reboot my me-chanical heart,
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with bạn I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.
Baby could we make a trang chủ in the stars,
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.
(O-o-o-O-oh)
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck bạn hard as I can,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-future man,
I wanna f-f-f-future man.
I've been workin',
In engineering,
All our chem-estries,
And our situ-ations,
Workin' out our sex equations
And I'm no,
I'm no, nostradamas yeah,
Cause' my hair is blond,
But my tim, trái tim is brunette,
If I'm not on you,
And at lease I'm honest.
My, mascara,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations,
For bạn dear,
My dear.
If on-ly I could,
Outer không gian my brain,
For a minute.
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with bạn I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.
Baby could we make a trang chủ in the stars,
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.
(O-o-o-O-oh)
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck bạn hard as I can,
Would bạn be my f-f-f-future man,
I want your f-f-f-f-future man,
bạn can come and take me in,
To a place where we've never been,
He's so unreal yeah,
He's mannequin,
He's a synthetic, plastic, an unreal man,
I'll buy bạn playing cards,
On a shooting star,
To get to you
My future lo-ver-er,
He's my rubber hunk,
My kind-of guy,
And I'm stuck in,
His metal, rubber eyes,
Eye, eye, eyes...
Rubber eyes,
Eye, eye, eyes...
My future guy...