Lyrics:

There's something you ought to know about the latest model she's not the usual kind she's made of mindless metal she's not exactly normal but I don't care she's got to be the one got to be the two got to be the three got to be the four behind the scanners and tapes she's programmed for perfection but sometimes simple mistakes get by without detection her figures need correction [chorus] Don't stand there takin' it shake it up, Sister you've got nobody else but yourself, Sister Don't stand there takin' it shake it up, Sister one, two, three, four give it hell take it in work it out shake it up, Sister There's something you ought to know about her calculation behind the needles and lights she hears the faded data selects a random sample the sample says I've got to be the one got to be the two got to be the three got to be the four Submitted by Michael Hack