Текст песни: TVC 15 (David Bowie )

Up every evening ’bout half eight or nine
I give my complete 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 C one five

I brought my baby home, she
She sat around forlorn
She saw my T V C one five, baby’s gone, she
She crawled right in, oh my
She crawled right in my
So hologramic,
oh my T V C one five
Oh, so demonic,
oh my T V C 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 T V C one five, he, he just
Stares back unblinking
So hologramic,
oh my T V C 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 T V C one five
My baby’s in there someplace
Love’s rating in the sky
So hologramic,
oh my T V C one five

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Oh my T V C one five

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Исполнитель: David Bowie

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