I look into your eyes 
they're such a big surprise 
made of hard-plastic cream 
Deep as a space 
glowing in your face 
in interlace 
The touch of your hand 
makes me understand 
what kind of machine you are 
You are my silicon dream 
You've got a nice-programmed heart 
very careful at the start 
maybe a little bit too shy 
But it makes my oil pressure high 
and as long as you don't lie 
I don't ask why 
I love your robot walk 
your synthetique talk 
the way you move your lips 
You are my silicon dream 

You are a sweet machine 
and when your eyes are shining green 
this is my favourite scene 

You are my silicon dream 
I want to have you all my life 
would you be my robot wife 
constructing new micro-chips 
Your silver skin against mine 
computing all the time 
you are so fine 
You turn out the light 
it's a very special sight 
your radioactive brain 
You are my silicon dream 

You are a sweet machine 
and when your eyes are shining green 
this is my favourite scene 

You are my silicon dream