You're just walking round your little mazes figuring out how to get by,
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How to get laid and get famous, get yourself paid, impress the guys.
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You think you're thinking for yourself
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But when you get on the subway's most crowded part just to stand behind a
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Girl
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Then you are just a robot, executing a program.
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You are just a robot, an imitation of a man
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You're taught to divide the world into buddies and wives, sluts and wimps;
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And ever since, you've kept a scorecard - how else to prove you're such
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The pimp.
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You think you're thinking for yourself
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But when you when you can't get any the consentual way so you decide to
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Use some force
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Then you are just a robot, executing a program.
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You are just a robot, an imitation of a man
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She told me one night when we were lying quiet and cold, something not
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Right.
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It had been months since the good times, once there was sun, now there was
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Night.
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And she said to me as she turned on the light,
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"there's something you don't know keeps me from feeling right.
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I once knew a guy, i'd seen him around.
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He knew all my friends, he came from town.
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One night at a party, we both were there,
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He followed me into the bathroom, he grabbed my hair,"
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And she said "i still remember just how the floor felt and how my head
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Would hit the tub."
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Now where is that robot, put a stake thru my true love
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Where is that robot, should get struck down from above
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You are just a robot, executing a program, an imitation of a man
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Robot
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Nada Surf |