Future Love Lyrics

The one...

[Hello.
It's nice to meet you.
Your very cute.
Rubber man.]

I can't help myself,
I'm in love.

And when I get back,
From outer space,
I'm gonna punch him in his face.

He's the moon,
Then I'm eclipsed

I'm so lunar yeah,
When I get to him,
I'll run him over with my rocket ship.

My eyeliner,
Runs, in, constellations
For you dear.
If only, I could,
Reboot my mechanical heart,
I'd think clear.

Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with you I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.

Baby could we make a home in the stars,
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my future love.

(O-o-o-O-oh)

I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would you be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love
Would you be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck you hard as I can,
Would you be my f-f-f-future man,
I wanna f-f-f-future man.

I've been workin',
In engineering,
All our chem-estries,
And our situ-ations,
Workin' out our sex equations

And I'm no, Lady GaGa - Future Love - http://motolyrics.com/lady-gaga/future-love-lyrics.html
I'm no, nostradamas yeah,
Cause' my hair is blond,
But my heart is brunette,
If I'm not on you,

And at lease I'm honest.

My, mascara,
Runs, in, con-ste-llations,
For you dear,
My dear.
If on-ly I could,
Outer space my brain,
For a minute.
I'd think clear.

Baby I'm feelin' so out of this world,
Baby with you I'm a different girl,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.

Baby could we make a home in the stars,
Baby somewhere in a galaxy far,
(Uh-oh, oh)
You're my fu-ture love.

(O-o-o-O-oh)

I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would you be my f-f-f-f-future love,
I want your f-f-f-f-future love,
Would you be my f-f-f-f-fu-ture man,
I wanna f-f-fuck you hard as I can,
Would you be my f-f-f-future man,
I want your f-f-f-f-future man,

You can come and take me in,
To a place where we've never been,
He's so unreal yeah,
He's mannequin,
He's a synthetic, plastic, an unreal man,
I'll buy you playing cards,
On a shooting star,
To get to you
My future lo-ver-er,

He's my rubber hunk,
My kind-of guy,
And I'm stuck in,
His metal, rubber eyes,
Eye, eye, eyes...
Rubber eyes,
Eye, eye, eyes...

My future guy...