Artificial Woman

Grille de la piste #337763

Fournie par Shamika

Lyrics:

© Shamika
She had perfect pitch and a rich, warm tone
When she hit those high notes the Angels cried
Her voice could sound pretty like sweet honeycomb
Or sultry and low with deep lust inside

She'd whisper through lips, personal and close
Or belt out an anthem, mouth big and wide
But she didn't exist from her head to her toes
Just a software invention, completely AI'd

She could tell you directions, obey your instructions
Shout out your weight, advise or translate
She could help you with shopping, point out deductions
Say what's on and where and then take you there

She'll repeat what you told her, no matter how crude
Answer your questions, play songs of your choice
You can curse and chastise her, be blunt, even rude
But she won't show emotion with her chosen voice

Where did she come from, where had she been
Could she ever be satisfied
That female's surreal, if you know what I mean
Just a software creation, completely AI'd

Artificial woman, has no real form
You can't touch or feel her, she's not soft and warm
Artificial woman, she can't sit or stand
But she will oblige you, whatever your demand
Artificial woman, now you recognise her
Whatever you want to say or do won't shock her or surprise her
Artificial woman, she's always by your side
But remember she does not exist, your dream has been AI'd