(Alan Sherman)

 It was automation, I know
 That was what was making the factory go
 It was IBM
 It was Univac
 It was all those gears going
    Clickity clack, dear
 I thought automation was keen
 Till you were replaced by a ten-ton machine
 It was a computer that tore us apart, dear
 Automation broke my heart.

There's an RCA 5-0-3
Standing next to me, dear, where you used to be
Doesn't have your smile
Doesn't have your shape,
Just a bunch of punch cards and light bulbs and tape, dear
You're a girl who's soft, warm and sweet
But you're only human and that's obsolete
Though I'm very fond of that new 5-0-3, dear Automation's not for
me.

It was automation, I'm told That s why I got fired and I'm out in
the cold How could I have known When the 5-0-3
Started in to blink it was winking at me, dear
I thought it was just some mishap
When it sidled over and sat on my lap
But when it said "l love you " and gave me a hug, dear
That's when I pulled out. . . its plug.

Copyright 1963 Curtain Call Productions
tune: Fascination
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