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I started on a typewriter in 1973
And that is where I learnt my A- Z
The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog
And then I learnt how to log on
I got the superinformation highway blues
I got the superinformation highway blues
I get an email almost every day
And you know what Elvis you know what he would say
You can't send a letter in that postman's sack
Cause you know what'll happen – it'll come right back
I got the superinformation highway blues
I got the superinformation highway blues
Ain't got no cell phone no laptop USB
and social networking don't mean a thing to me
Don't send me an aquarium or ask me to be your friend
Just write me a letter then hit send
I got the superinformation highway blues
I got the superinformation highway blues
I want to escape but I can't find the key
Better go on a holiday timeshare for free
Mr Remington I thought you'd never leave
But Bill has left the gate open I think I need some relief from my
Superinformation highway blues
I got the superinformation highway blues
Let's take it down a bit
Superinformation superinformation superinformation
Superinformation superinformation superinformation
Superinformation superinformation
Super information highway blues
I got the superinformation highway blues
I got the superinformation highway blues
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