She's gone in a word, and tanked-up

And I can't sleep at all, I can't sleep at all

She's gone in a word, the ephedrine

Got caught halfway down, the pretty anti-ground

Don't wanna miss such an american scene

And I said to myself I'm not turning off

I said to myself I'm not turning off

And I said to myself I'm not turning off

And I said to myself I'm not turning off

Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine

Oh honey, please, it's just a machine

Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine

Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine

There's something about, you're up late

Your can tastes like tin, aluminum

There's something about, I'm not the only one

That can't sleep at all

That can't sleep at all

And I don't want to miss such an american scene

And I said to myself I'm not turning off

I said to myself I'm not turning off

Well I said to myself I'm not turning off

And I said to myself I'm not turning off

So connect, connect, connect, connect to me

Connect, connect, connect, connect to me

Oh honey, oh please it's just a machine

Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine

Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine

Oh honey, oh please, it's just a machine

It's just a machine