I'm not a Rocket Scientist I rock the house and sign the tits and that's it
Don't take no astrophysicist To make your ass throw fits Now sistas kick it
I keep it cool like Eskimo chicks on Discovery Channel
I'm hot like tele- mundo chicas on a solar panel
See me on Sesame Street coolin' in a cold chillin tee
I slap you silly like hillbilly chicks on day time TV
I'm the robot Elvis Rocking my bionic pelvis I'm technotronic Sipping gin and tonic like I'm selfish I am the killer shaking up some old Rock and roll fool Them drum-machines ain't got no soul
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[Hook] I'm not a Rocket Scientist I rock the house and sign the tits and that's it Don't take no astrophysicist To make your ass throw fits Now sistas kick it
This is This is This is This is mission control What is your status? Super bitching
We read you loud and clear permission's go to hit ignition
We're getting static Please report your last confirmed position
I'm ten feet tall and solid gold and I demand submission
I'm the robot Elvis Rocking my bionic pelvis I'm technotronic Sipping gin and tonic like I'm selfish I am the killer shaking up some old Rock and roll fool Them drum-machines ain't got no soul
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I'm the robot Elvis Rocking my bionic pelvis I'm technotronic Sipping gin and tonic like I'm selfish I am the killer shaking up some old Rock and roll fool Them drum-machines ain't got no soul
I'm the robot Elvis Rocking my bionic pelvis I'm technotronic Sipping gin and tonic like I'm selfish I am the killer shaking up some old Rock and roll fool Them drum-machines ain't got no soul