Chica Robot
Belanova
Robot Girl
I'm a robot girl, I don't know love
My lips are made of electric metal
I'm a robot girl, boys, my fun
I just make them suffer, then I leave
And I'm happy because despite everything
My condition makes me not understand
What is to cry, what is to suffer for someone
Robot girl, robot girl, robot girl, robot girl
I'm a robot girl, I don't know pain
My soul is a frenetic transistor
I'm a robot girl, the night gives me warmth
I know you can feel it, what do you think? I don't
And I'm happy because despite everything
My condition makes me not understand
What is to cry, what is to suffer for someone
Robot girl, robot girl, robot girl, robot girl
Ohh
Uoh
And I'm happy because despite everything
My condition makes me not understand
What is to cry, what is to suffer for someone
What is to cry, what is to suffer for someone
