She's gone in a word, and tanked-up And i can't sleep at all, i can't sleep at all She's gone in a word, the ephedrine Got caught halfway down, the pretty anti-ground Don't wanna miss such an american scene And i said to myself i'm not turning off I said to myself i'm not turning off And i said to myself i'm not turning off And i said to myself i'm not turning off Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine Oh honey, please, it's just a machine Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine There's something about, you're up late Your can tastes like tin, aluminum There's something about, i'm not the only one That can't sleep at all That can't sleep at all And i don't want to miss such an american scene And i said to myself i'm not turning off I said to myself i'm not turning off Well i said to myself i'm not turning off And i said to myself i'm not turning off So connect, connect, connect, connect to me Connect, connect, connect, connect to me Oh honey, oh please it's just a machine Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine It's just a machine