2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
I love you sincerely
Yours [bad word]  yours [bad word] 
I sent a message to another time
But as the days unwind,
This I just can't believe
I send a note across another plane
Maybe it's all a game
But this I just can't conceive

Can you hear me?

I drive the very latest hovercar,
I don't know where you are
But I miss you so much till then
I met someone who looks a lot like you
She does the things you do
But she is an IBM

2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
I love you sincerely
Yours [bad word]  yours [bad word] 
She's only programmed to be very nice
But she's as cold as ice
Whenever I get too near
She tells me that she likes me very much
But when I try to touch
She makes it all too clear

She is the latest in technology
Almost mythology
But she has a heart of stone
She has an I.Q. of 1001
She has a jumpsuit on
And she's also a telephone

2095, 2095, 2095, 2095
I love you sincerely
Yours [bad word]  yours [bad word] 
Is that what you want?
Is it what you really want?
Is that what you want?
Is it what you really want?

I realize that it must seem to strange
That time has rearranged
But time has the final word
She knows I think of you, she reads my mind
She tries to be unkind,
She knows nothing of your world

Although her memory banks overflow
No one would ever know,
For all she says, "Is that what you want?"
Maybe one day I'll feel her cold embrace
And kiss her interface,
Until then I'll leave her alone

I love you sincerely
Yours [bad word]  yours [bad word] 
Is that what you want?
Is it what you really want?
Is that what you want?
Is it what you really want?
Is that what you want?

"Is that what you want?"