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Met her on the internetLittle cousin Johnny's a computer geek, ain't left his house for a week, says he's workin' on somthin' just for me. Stole my picture from the livin' room wall asked a bunch a questions and I answered them all, that's when he flat-dab disappeared. (the boy sure is weird...) A friend said he saw me out there on Yahoo, in the personal ads, on AOL too, I guess little Johnny is gonna' die. Yeah, he put my face on the World Wide Web, he bared my soul and my little bald head, grinned and said what could happen after all? didn't take long to get some news, I'm livin' alone but not singin' the blues, it seems there's hope for us all. (I live all alone...) now I got me a 'puter in my littl' ol' home, got me one on a personal loan, and it seems I’m always on-line. pretty soon I ain't doin' much else, lots of of paper stacked up on theses shelves, love letters from women all around. (I still live all alone...) got letters here from bobby Sue, Little lady Suzie and Janet too, all want to love me all my life! Now I'm checkin' email on my cellular phone, whenever I’m away from my home takin' littl' notes in my brand new PDA. (I still live all alone...) Now my keyboard don't work and my mouse is broke, I'm tellin' y'all this ain't no joke, I can't come in to work anymore... 'cause here I am walking down the aisle, my best man Johnny wearin' a smile, I guess this cyberlove works after all... (I'm no more alone...) I met her on the internet, she ain't let goa' me yet I guess this cyberlove works after all... (We met on the internet...)
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copyright 2008 David D. Vande Velde