Up every evening 'bout half eight or nine
I give [bad word] attention 
to a very good friend of mine
He's quadraphonic, he's a, 
he's got more channels
So hologramic, 
oh my T V one five
I brought my baby home, she
She sat around forlorn
She saw my T V one five, baby's gone, she
She crawled right in, oh my
She crawled right in my
So hologramic, 
oh my TVC one five
Oh, so demonic, 
oh my TVC one five

Maybe if I pray every, each night I sit there pleading 

"Send back 
my dream test baby, 
She's my main feature"
My TVC one five, he, he just 
Stares back unblinking
So hologramic,
oh my TVC one five
One of these nights I may just
Jump down that rainbow way, be with my baby, then

We'll spend some time together
So hologramic, oh my TVC one five
My baby's in there someplace
Love's rating in the sky
So hologramic,
oh my TVC one five

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Oh my TVC one five,
oh oh, TVC one five
Oh my TVC one five,
oh oh, TVC one five
Oh my TVC one five, 
oh oh, TVC one five
Oh my TVC one five, 
oh oh, TVC one five

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