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(They didn't know where he was going but they knew where he was, wasn't it?)
GDmCEmAmAm7FG
We are Geveryday robots on our phones,
DmIn the process of getting home.
CLooking like standing stEmones, Am Am7
FOut there on our Gown.
We're Geveryday robots in control,
DmIn the process of being sold.
CDriving in adjacent Emcars, Am Am7
F'Til we press 'resGtart.'
(They didn't know where it was going on, but they knew what it was, wasn't it?)
GDmCEmAmAm7FG
Everyday robots just touch thumbs.
Swimmin' in lingo, they become,
Stricken in a state of sleep.
One more vacant seat.
For everyday robots getting old,
When our lips are cold.
Looking like standing stones,
Out there on our own.
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