I look into your eyes they're such a big surprise made of hard-plastic cream Deep as a space glowing in your face in interlace The touch of your hand makes me understand what kind of machine you are You are my silicon dream You've got a nice-programmed heart very careful at the start maybe a little bit too shy But it makes my oil pressure high and as long as you don't lie I don't ask why I love your robot walk your synthetique talk the way you move your lips You are my silicon dream You are a sweet machine and when your eyes are shining green this is my favourite scene You are my silicon dream I want to have you all my life would you be my robot wife constructing new micro-chips Your silver skin against mine computing all the time you are so fine You turn out the light it's a very special sight your radioactive brain You are my silicon dream You are a sweet machine and when your eyes are shining green this is my favourite scene You are my silicon dream