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nitram Posted Fri 19 Nov, 2010 3:21 PM |
Hi!
Does anyone have the lyrics??
Thanks in advance! |
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roxytobias Posted Mon 22 Nov, 2010 5:32 AM |
| i don't even know that song. :( |
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Ursina Posted Mon 22 Nov, 2010 10:12 AM |
| me neither ! never heard of it ??? |
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happy_to_hang_around Posted Mon 22 Nov, 2010 2:10 PM |
| http://www.travisonline.com/board/view.php?t=13636#260068 |
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roxytobias Posted Mon 22 Nov, 2010 7:32 PM |
| thanks for the link! |
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roxytobias Posted Mon 22 Nov, 2010 7:55 PM |
nitram wrote: Hi!
Does anyone have the lyrics??
Thanks in advance!
Ok, so there are some words i still can't figure but maybe you could fill them in, already. :)
Robot (Skit for Comedy Show)
I'm a robot living in the eighties
And I want to know what's wrong with that
You're a hippie living in the naughties
And you've got no right to pick on me
I go to work and earn my pay
So I can dance on Saturday
I'd meet my friends, we have some fun
In a West End?? bar on Savile Row (or ____ Road)
I'm a robot trapped in the eighties
And I want to know why I speak like this
You're a hippie trapped in the naughties
And you've got no right to point this out
I wash my hair in (with?) Vidal Sassoon
The latest bands? adorn my room
_____man?? with hands on hips
It's tele (TV) time, I hope it's chips
Im a robot
Im a robot trapped in the eighties
And I want to know what's wrong with that
You're a hippie trapped in the naughties
And you've got no right to pick on me
Im a robot trapped in the eighties
And I'm living my life in ecstacy |
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mili Posted Tue 23 Nov, 2010 11:16 AM |
I think you nailed it.
Robot (Skit for Comedy Show)
I'm a robot living in the eighties
And I want to know what's wrong with that
You're a hippie living in the naughties
And you've got no right to pick on me
I go to work and earn my pay
So I can dance on Saturday
I'd meet my friends, we have some fun
In a West End bar on Savile Row
I'm a robot trapped in the eighties
And I want to know why I speak like this
You're a hippie trapped in the naughties
And you've got no right to point this out
I wash my hair with Vidal Sassoon
The latest bands adorn my room
Enter mum with hands on hips
It's dinner time, I hope it's chips
Im a robot
Im a robot trapped in the eighties
And I want to know what's wrong with that
You're a hippie trapped in the naughties
And you've got no right to pick on me
Im a robot trapped in the eighties
And I'm living my life in ecstacy
I'm not sure of that man with hands on hips.
I like these lyrics, full of 80's clichés, including the style of the song :^) |
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roxytobias Posted Tue 23 Nov, 2010 1:24 PM |
Enter... i though it was some classic action figure whose name started with "En". and i couldn't think of one. ha!
and then of course it was Dinner time! d'oh. thanks! |
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mili Posted Tue 23 Nov, 2010 1:33 PM |
roxytobias wrote: Enter... i though it was some classic action figure whose name started with "En". and i couldn't think of one. ha!
It could be! |
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Typing to Reach You Posted Tue 23 Nov, 2010 1:51 PM |
| It's "enter mum", right? |
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mili Posted Tue 23 Nov, 2010 3:09 PM |
Typing to Reach You wrote: It's "enter mum", right?
Oh, yes it is! Fixed. |
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roxytobias Posted Tue 23 Nov, 2010 4:35 PM |
mili wrote: Typing to Reach You wrote: It's "enter mum", right?
Oh, yes it is! Fixed. |
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MusicGirl99 Posted Sat 27 Nov, 2010 6:03 PM |
| Thanks |
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