Two robots, headed off
Drew him freckles, connect the dots
He likes his violin
His body is made of tin

He'll take you hiking, keep you in shape
His games of Scrabble keep you awake
And though his body is stiff
There's nothing like his kiss

His voice can be monotonous
And though he's really nothing like us
He's something wonderful
His soul is beautiful

Pluck him a feather and give him a soul
Pluck him a feather and give him a soul

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh

And he likes clean bedding
Doesn't care for Otis Redding
Doesn't like being at the dock of the bay
Wish(es) his girlfriend would stay

That song reminds him
There was one like him
But his tears rust his heart away

Stay in one place friend
Won't you stay in one place friend?
Whats the race?

Lyrics submitted by autumn3250

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