Miss Technology

Sung to the tune of "Mrs. Robinson"
by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel
New lyrics by Ed Steffes

You like to use your I-Phone and communicate all day
You like to keep in touch with all your friends
Look around you, everyone's text messaging away
Still it's sad that they've got nothing much to say

And here's to you, Miss Technology
All dressed up and not sure where to go, wo wo wo
You're always new, Miss Technology
Selling last year's toys out on Ebay, hey hey hey, hey hey hey

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it on your flash drive with your porn flicks
It's a little secret, Miss Technology's affair
Meet some boyfriends in a chat room if you dare

And here's to you, Miss Technology
We just love you more than you can know, wo wo wo
If you get lost out in cyberspace
Ten thousand closest friends will miss you so, ho ho ho, ho ho ho

Find a new identity when you play Second Life
Your avatar looks sexier than you do
Join the right club, build a nightclub, and when you are through
Even in your dreams, you're only you

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
I googled you but you have disappeared, sure is weird
What's that you say, Miss Technology?
Joltin' Joe still lives on your game cube
And YouTube, and YouTube