Societyfringepodcast's Podcast

No man can catch her eyes She don't think much of guys With their macho bullshit talking trash To her it just ain't funny, man She's made her way to Beta 9 She heard New Earth's a damn good time She's seen it Yet she's coming back again ----- Them love machines are fine for some When you're all filled up with Martian rum With their whizzing gears sometimes Why they seem just like a person But they don't talk and they don't laugh Unless the program tells them to It really ain't spontaneous But most the folk just don't care ----- No man can catch her eye Nor r-600s with custum thighs But loves where you can get it Take that plunge and don't regret it Her eye is roving still Forever, man, it will Every day's an oppurtunity That's all she wants to see She leaves New Earth alone Might as well go back home At least her home is home Home is home