The Romantic Evidence Bot

FULL LYRICS

[Verse 1]
My little robot man
In his tiny silver suit
He scrolls through the ladies
Like, “What’s up, how you doin’?”

He says, “Sir, you’re a snack”
“You’re a rare kind of fine”
“Clean teeth, good posture”
“And a jawline that shines”

He checks all your stats
Like a proud little geek
“Kind to your mama
And you make the bad jokes peak”

[Pre-Chorus]
He’s got one blue eye lit
And a heart made of code
He reads out my best parts
Then he strikes gold

[Chorus]
Tell ’em I’m cute
Tell ’em I’m gold
Tell ’em I’m the kind of guy
They don’t make anymore
(I’m cute)
(I’m gold)
And I pay my bills on time
That’s the core

[Verse 2]
Now he’s typing real fast
With his tiny metal hands
Making me sound smooth
Like a way cooler man

“Say she’s got nice eyes”
“No, wait, make it more real”
“Add, ‘I respect your time
And I know how to feel’”

He drafts three fresh jokes
Then he deletes the weak one
He says, “Too thirsty, sir”
“Let’s keep it sleek, son”

Then he slips in the truth
With a wink and a grin
“Great hair, great taste
And he actually listens”

[Pre-Chorus]
He lifts up my profile
Like a trophy on a shelf
He writes, “This one’s loyal”
“Kind, funny, and helps himself”

[Chorus]
Tell ’em I’m cute
Tell ’em I’m gold
Tell ’em I’m the kind of guy
They don’t make anymore
(I’m cute)
(I’m gold)
And I fix my own mistakes
Then I own some more

[Bridge]
He says, “Behold, sir”
“I have crafted the flirt”
“Soft enough to charm
But not creepy or dirt”

Then he sends, “Hey, you”
With a little brave smile
And a tiny boom sound
From his circuit-wired style

[Final Chorus]
Tell ’em I’m cute
Tell ’em I’m gold
Tell ’em I’m the kind of guy
They don’t make anymore
(I’m cute)
(I’m gold)
Smart, funny, and absurdly cute
That’s the score
(I’m cute)
(I’m gold)
My little robot wingman
Works the floor