Up every evening 'bout half eight or nine
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I give my complete attention
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to a very good friend of mine
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He's quadraphonic, he's a,
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he's got more channels
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So hologramic,
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oh my T V C one five
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I brought my baby home, she
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She sat around forlorn
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She saw my T V C one five, baby's gone, she
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She crawled right in, oh my
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She crawled right in my
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So hologramic,
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oh my T V C one five
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Oh, so demonic,
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oh my T V C one five
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Maybe if I pray every, each night I sit there pleading
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"Send back
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my dream test baby,
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She's my main feature"
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My T V C one five, he, he just
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Stares back unblinking
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So hologramic,
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oh my T V C one five
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One of these nights I may just
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Jump down that rainbow way, be with my baby, then
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We'll spend some time together
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So hologramic, oh my T V C one five
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My baby's in there someplace
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Love's rating in the sky
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So hologramic,
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oh my T V C one five
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[CHORUS]
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Transition
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Transmission
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Transition
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Transmission
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Oh my T V C one five,
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oh oh, T V C one five
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Oh my T V C one five,
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oh oh, T V C one five
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Oh my T V C one five,
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oh oh, T V C one five
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Oh my T V C one five,
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oh oh, T V C one five
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[CHORUS]
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TVC15
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| David Bowie |
