Well i was born ten years after the atom bomb
yeah things were getting strange way before i came along
so i became a master of high technology
and then you came along and did what you ya did to me
(chorus)
heavens above-could this be love
we're livin' in the 20th century
i pit my wits against those silicon chips
but i still got the animal inside o me
I get a strange sensation that's out of control
close to the bone and playin' havoc with my soul
all the red lights are flashing and i can smell fire
with a flick of the switch you know we can go
even higher and higher and higher
Chorus
Well i had cool calculators, regulators and
digital machines
yeah they took me to places i'd never been
oh but nothing's as good as the feeling i get with you
when ya do, what ya do, what ya do, what ya do do do
Chorus
Yeah! yeah! yeah!
the 20th century
yeah! yeah! yeah!
high tacknology