Lyrics:

If while you're out in space, love
You're horny as a Targ,
Take a tip from a security chief, love
That fat slug, Tasha Yarr
She discovered the pleasures of Data,
He became her sexual pet,
Cause he's fully functional... and anatomically correct
He's fully functional and anatomically correct,
His defiance with its thrusters will explode in your wormhole,
And he'll rub his trusty spangler wrench on your warp core manifold,
His multiphasic torpedo will penetrate your rift, and cause a quantum singularity in your trans-warp conduit,
So if you're a filthy Horda, Data's your bestest bet,
Cause he's fully functional... and anatomically correct
He's fully functional and anatomically correct,
(Instumental)
He gently massages your gel packs,
While he replicates some lube,
Then he thrusts his throbbing razor beast into your 'Jeffery's Tube',
So lower your shield, spread your nacelles to make room for his craft,
As he docks his delta flyer in your big, fat, juicy aft,
So if you're a filthy Horda, Data's your bestest bet,
Cause he's fully funtional... and anatomically correct,
He's fully functional and anatomically correct,
His pelvis a tireless engine, he shakes it when he struts,
He's full of Dilithium Crystals, in his bolts and in his nuts,
He too likes to be pleasured,
He'll put you on your knees,
And if you're into disgrace,
He will cover your face with his android anti-freeze,
If you're a filthy Horda, Data's your bestest bet,
Cause he's fully functional... and anatomically correct,
He's fully functional and anatomically correct,
He's fully functional... And ribbed for your pleasure,
AND ANATOMICALLY CORRECT!
(End Music)