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a boyfriend
Maybe I just need to remove the modem
From my computer again
So I can't go into chat rooms
And stay there all day
Maybe I need a job
In addition
a job", she demanded
So I picked up the papers
Saw an ad that wasn't bad at
Least I wasn't a waiter
I was trained in computers
I was fit and athletic
I was
a business? Go!
You wanna write a book or make a movie
Or build a house or a computer
Or put together some mobile application?
Go, go, go, go
Where do you
passionate, with ample creativity
Your application says to sell what you love
So I'ma sell myself to you in the form of a song
I've had a passion for music
World Scientific, 2001.
54. Lee, Alexander, Hawkes et al. Information systems in support of wildland fire management decision-making in Canada. Computers
oo-we-oo
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
Oh she loves me, she loves me, she loves me not
She got a bachelor's degree in physics
embraces, behold,
I explore the web, soaring freely in cyberspace,
In the embrace of My Computer, nothing's out of place.
[Chorus]
My Computer, a window
(Yeah)
I stay accurate dump out the Acura
Bad bitch in the passenger neck me no Dracula
Don't know who to trust that's why I keep the ratchet tucked
I need
and out the system for years
Been fillin' out all kinds of applications to make a grip
But I don't know nothin' about no computer chip
It takes that
their place in time to be solidified
The clock ticks faster and faster
While time runs a marathon in this Babylon
But see, the end is only
grand piano, baby grand pianos do not fit in New York city apartments. My dad was excited. My mom was pissed. To this day she's still pissed because they
application of mine ain't shit without I
So I condition this machine to do what I deem
c computers just is a rock without a human being
My evil desire aint
My computer thinks I'm gay
I threw that piece of junk away
On the Champs-Élysées
As I was walking home
This is my last communiqué
Down
My computer thinks I'm gay
I threw that piece of junk away
On the Champs-Élysées
As I was walking home
This is my last communiqué
Down
of this story
But still they don't think that I'm fit for these chapters
Still checkin credentials
I got my bachelor's and my masters in computer and data
Open browser, hentai sexy
Download something, give me meaning
Secret to life EXE
My best friend is an application
They live inside my computer
Helpin' me
is the goal
What connotations in these loaded words
A spinster and a bachelor
I am whole all by myself
I don't need nobody else
[Chorus: x2]
way over arpanet lines
Came out the military, moving commercial
Pursuin consumers computers now personal
They put me in movies, created a buzz
But they
lacked in the preparation
Or said fuck a job Cus they never F'd with your applications
Life is crazy But gotta win
I ain't got no time to think Bout who I
the application
Take my time wit all this shit
I'm tryna be an inspiration
Go to school to get my bachelors
A further education
Ima do this till I die
Even after
When I told my momma that we gon' be rich
Nigga I meant it
I just wanna live like I'm a bachelor
Got the chef in the kitchen cooking up caviar
Doing
regret
For it to culminate in a repeat of events
It takes many years to build a family
Destroyed in minutes of infidelity
Still dealing with the fallout
graduating paper like a Bachelors
cnd that's what's up keep thinking that I'm wack as fuck
Bout to need a quarter million just to pack the buss
Getting
bitch, treat that ho like a part of me, uh
I'm not a bachelor, I'm not a suitor
Bitch, where the cash at? I'm a computer
I feel like AB, give Gisele
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