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 schlagen, punsch 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 Du 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 Du I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.
Baby could we make a Home 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 Du be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love
Would Du be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck Du hard as I can,
Would Du 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 herz is brunette,
If I'm not on you,
And at lease I'm honest.
My, mascara,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations,
For Du dear,
My dear.
If on-ly I could,
Outer Weltraum my brain,
For a minute.
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with Du I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.
Baby could we make a Home 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 Du be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would Du be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck Du hard as I can,
Would Du be my f-f-f-future man,
I want your f-f-f-f-future man,
Du 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 Du 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 schlagen, punsch 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 Du 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 Du I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.
Baby could we make a Home 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 Du be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love
Would Du be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck Du hard as I can,
Would Du 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 herz is brunette,
If I'm not on you,
And at lease I'm honest.
My, mascara,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations,
For Du dear,
My dear.
If on-ly I could,
Outer Weltraum my brain,
For a minute.
I'd think clear.
Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with Du I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.
Baby could we make a Home 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 Du be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would Du be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck Du hard as I can,
Would Du be my f-f-f-future man,
I want your f-f-f-f-future man,
Du 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 Du 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...