They met one day in a summer storm
Their senses told them that it was wrong
She was a young lady of 23
He was a child of technology

The scientists hadn't planned it this way
They just wanted to play God for a day
But their mistake was this two's pain
She refused to listen as he explained

"I'm an auto-man,"
"I'm made of wires...wires...wires..."
"I'm an auto-man,"
"There ain't no way that I could ever love you"

He wasn't programmed to understand
Though technically he was a man
Love wasn't in his capacity
Again he pleaded "why don't you see?"

"I'm an auto-man,"
"I'm made of wires...wires...wires..."
"I'm an auto-man,"
"There ain't no way that I could ever love you"
"I'm an auto-man,"
"I'm made of wires...wires...wires..."
"I'm an auto-man,"
"There ain't no way that I could ever love you"
She held him close as if to say
With tears in his eyes he pulled away
He said "I don't even have a heart beat...listen"

"I'm an auto-man,"
"I'm made of wires...wires...wires..."
"I'm an auto-man,"
"There ain't no way that I could ever love you"
"I'm an auto-man,"
"I'm made of wires...wires...wires..."
"I'm an auto-man,"
"There ain't no way that I could ever love you"
"No...no...no..."