You know Vicky that I love you You are programmed what to do Is it wrong to feel this way I could tell you what to say
But late in the evening When it's starting to get dark Her light sensors Defect to make a spark To set her ablaze With passions and desires She's lost control Only love can quench her fire
She's fantastic made of plastic Microchips here and there She's a small wonder Love and laughter everywhere
But once again When the sun is going down She becomes a menace, A terror of the town Her appetite for lust No man could ever know She's not human, no Vicky No Vicky no!