She drinks cappuccino at Café Flamingo,
The scene is hot for a midnight plot,
Stretches her feelers at brakers and reelers,
The walls close in and the game begins,
Computer Theresa, just wait till you see her.
She’s a neon Madonna oh Neon Madonna,
Green champagne flows like rain,
And sequencers starts,
She’s a Neon Madonna oh Neon Madonna,
Synthesize, laser eyes,
And digital heart.
She showed him his input and picked his output,
A cold repeat of a voice so sweet,
And echo of danger a limited stranger,
From audio into video,
Computer Theresa, just wait till you see her.
She’s a neon Madonna oh Neon Madonna,
Green champagne flows like rain,
And sequencers starts,
She’s a Neon Madonna oh Neon Madonna,
Synthesize, laser eyes,
And digital heart.
She’s a neon Madonna oh Neon Madonna,
Green champagne flows like rain,
And sequencers starts,
She’s a Neon Madonna oh Neon Madonna,
Synthesize, laser eyes,
And digital heart
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