Emma Conquest - Funky Girl lyrics

She's tripping out something weird Poised to home in when home is the destination This funky girl dubbed a cyber-queen Earned by her virtual electric nature Hail her thunder, she gives it everything Hail the punter, for he who dares shall grin Prepare the dance floor - lights to neon; white turns purple netfreak@hots**.com She's a net freak at hots**.com Slash, scratch - she's on my back now Take me to your world, my funky funky girl She's tripping out to the groove Prone to abuse her quota of nine-hundred seconds Boots up her Amazon tendencies And clears a zone to defend her throne She screams her war cry and sweeps round to make the k** See in her eyes - locked in and logged-on to thrill In spite of envy, I plug into ritual reality netfreak@hots**.com She's a net freak at hots**.com Slash, scratch - she's on my back now Take me to your world, my funky funky girl Funky girl My far too funky girl