I
found her on her side in a lunar crater
She acted kinda shy but I knew I would date her
We met up on the same spot half an hour later
If you’re getting bored of fish, try her baked potato
Microwave
Sweetheart
She’ll feel much better when her circuits fixed
Microwave Sweetheart
She don’t say much ‘cos her settings are mixed
Microwave Sweetheart
First
date I took her to the lunar seaside
We stayed up pretty late till nearly tea-time
She’s got a cute bell that rings on the inside
I’m falling for her fast down a slippery steep slide
Microwave
Sweetheart
She’ll feel much better when her circuits fixed
Microwave Sweetheart
She don’t say much ‘cos her settings are mixed
Microwave Sweetheart
A
romance with machinery is sure to end in tears
Been a luddite since in puberty, it awakens all my fears
Her deadly rays will get their grip, I’m sure it’s just begun
I
don’t care it’s me and her and we’re just having fun
She’s my
Microwave
Sweetheart
She’ll feel much better when her circuits fixed
Microwave Sweetheart
She don’t say much ‘cos her settings are mixed
Microwave Sweetheart- and we’re so in love.
Lyrics by C Dale. Taken from the album "Penguins on the Moon"