Well I was born ten years after the atom bomb Yeah things were getting strange way before I came along So I became a master of high technology And then you came along and did what you did to me
Heavens above Could this be love We're livin' in the 20th century I pit my wits Against those silicon chips But I still got the animal inside of me
I get a strange sensation that's out of control Close to the bone and playin' havoc with my soul All the red lights are flashing and I can smell fire With a flick of the switch you know we can go Even higher and higher and higher
Heavens above Could this be love We're livin' in the 20th century I pit my wits Against those silicon chips But I still got the animal inside of me
Well I had cool calculators, regulators and digital machines Yeah they took me to places I'd never been Oh but nothing's as good as the feeling I get with you When ya do, what ya do, what ya do, what ya do do do, yeah
Heavens above Could this be love We're livin' in the 20th century I get my kicks From those silicon chips But I still got the animal inside of me
Heavens above Could this be love We're livin' in the 20th century I pit my wits Against those silicon chips But I still got the animal inside of me
Yeah, yeah, yeah The 20th century Yeah, yeah, yeah The 20th century Yeah, yeah, yeah The 20th century Yeah, yeah, yeah The 20th century (high technology) (It's the 20th century) Yeah, yeah, yeah The 20th centuryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
