Analog Girl

Well she ain't got no cell phone
You got to call her when she's home
All of her clocks have got hands
Now don't try to e-mail her,
You got to snail mail her
You got to take pen in hand

(Chorus)
Ones and zeros, zeros and ones
she'll have none of that virtual fun
she's a real deal ol' fashioned analog girl
in a digital world

Now she gets online out in the backyard
Hangin' up her ol' blue jeans
She's got all of the memory she can live with
She realy hates drum machines

( repeat chorus)


Out in the garden she's got a website
that sparkles in the mornin' dew
Got a mouse in a her pocket
she's got a spam in a can
What's an analog girl to do

Ones an zeros, Zeros an ones
She'll have none of that virtual fun
She's a real deal ol' fashioned analog girl
in a digital world