There's this girl, don't know her name
But she's still constantly on my brai-ain
There's somethin' weird about her, think it's the way
That she walks, brow raisin'
I don't mean that she's so fine
That may be right, the issue of mi-ine:
Sound of her steps, they sound incredibly off
They go clunk, it's crazy

I hear metal noises ev'ry time
She has to stand up and walk by
You may think that I'm nuts, she's got bolts, no doubt
Cause she clunks when she struts
There's weird junk in that trunk

She clangs, she clangs, believe me
Not her shoes, her shoes, I'm not crazy
I swear that she's a robot cause I'm hearin' her squeak
With ev'ry swing of her hips, please
Swear she clangs, she clangs
She may have fooled the likes of you (you've been fooled, been fooled)
But I've got my ears and eyes
I will find out what that fembot's plans are in her cogged mind

Can't you see she's kinda strange?
She pauses when you ask her her na-ame
But stacks of highly technical crap
That ain't hard, that's iffy
When she thinks she's out of view
Her finger's in USB ports, true
Not mad, but no pics on my phone
Cause I know she'll hear me

And when we're all at lunch, she's in plain sight
But doesn't eat one thing, not right
Why don't I buy her "diet" excuse, mate?
I've heard the whirs when her blue eyes dilate

She clangs, she clangs, believe me
It's the truth, the truth, I'm not crazy
How she got her smooth skin to not look all plastic-y
Is, least for now, a mystery
Heard her clang, she clangs
She may look real enough to you (you've been fooled, been fooled)
See through her synthetic wiles
I must find out who made her, what they want and where they hide

Man, if I can show that she's online
One hundred percent of the time
I'll prove that I'm not nuts without any doubt
Hope she's not a bad bot
That would suck a whole lot, haha

She clangs, she clangs, believe me
I've got proof, real proof, I'm not crazy
If she's got hidden lasers and disintegrates me
That sure would hurt, but worth it, see
Know she clangs, she clangs
She may seem flesh-and-blood to you (you've been fooled, been fooled)
I believe that she's still nice
Because datin' a hot robot-lady's a dream of mine

She clangs, she clangs
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (it's true, it's true)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
She clangs, she clangs
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (it's true, it's true)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh
She clangs, she clangs
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (I swear that it's the tru-uth, the truth)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (I'm not crazy)
Don't think she's a precursor to invasion, we'll see
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (I would prefer a date or three)
She clangs, she clangs (her blood-type's premium, it's true)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (it's the truth, the truth)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh (please put down that tranq-gun, Mike)