She's my lifeblood, she's my secret sharenalways been around this placenAnd when I call hernIt's not long before she comes to where I'm calling from nand do I hate her?nDo I know her just ot hate what she does?nnAre you jealous? of the show we put onnAre you wary?nIs there justice?nIs there something which resembles pleasure?nAnd are you mammals?nDo you eat and drink the same as we do?nnOh!, it's OK, not to saynnIs there time still? Time to forrage for a decent dinner herenWhere we've settlednwhere we've come to call the new century innAnd when I wake upnI do not ask hernIf she knows just where we lay ourselvesnIt's better that way, and so it's this waynthat we start our day to daynnOh!, it's OK, not to say