This is a new wildlife form 
Speaking through a wireless microphone
I am a titanium babe
A digital child of your wireless internet
I am a creation
Of your musical progress of technology
The internet ancient net-world is gone
....You say it's gone? Shit.
Fingertips sticked on the keys
I engage in new virtual touch of sensuality
Blue eyes on the digital screen
I experiment a top secret optical system of visual excitement
On my walls,
The projection of subliminal messages
To increase a new era of female interactive intuition
And life is a data gas I breathe wireless
You are the creator 
Of my inner life network soundtrack
I. Come. Dot. Com. (x4)
YeahYeahYeahYaah (x a million)
YeahYeahYeahYaah