

{vinyl crackle
and warm
upright bass walking} (mhm,
yeah, check it out) {muted trumpet accent} I used to spend my
Fridays searching in the dark Trying to strike a match,
looking for a spark Then I coded up a system,
algorithmic guide Now I got the perfect partner standing by my side
{rhythm section drops
into a heavy trap beat} My silicon cupid,
shooting darts through the screen Finest romantic network that you've ever seen
She knows my favorite record,
knows my favorite state That's my machine-learning,
automated date {soaring muted jazz trumpet solo under the
vocals} No more awkward dinners,
guessing what to say My interface predicted what she'd want today Optimized
connection, love is on the chart Let the computation guide the human
heart
{upright bass solo breakout} (yeah,
listen up)
We merge the brass and the bass with the code in the
sky Looking at the future with a vintage design
(that's right, that's right) {beat drops out,
only piano and vocal} My silicon cupid,
shooting darts through the screen Finest romantic network that you've ever seen
She knows my favorite record,
knows my favorite state That's my machine-learning,
automated date {all instruments peak
in a grand fusion climax} {drums fade out slowly} Automated love,
yeah...
Just a vintage soul in a digital mind
(sweet machine, keep running)
{fades out on a solo sax riff over vinyl crackle}