Not one drop of blood if you pierce her
A perfect beauty
A dream-like golden ratio
Her vibrant and fresh hair
Marble-like skin
It seems surreal woo whoo
Is she not a doll?
Does she breathe?
Knowing or not, making a cold smile
Does she have a voice?
She’s said to be have a beating heart
I cannot believe it, look
You are a cold machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
A beautiful and sharp goddess
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
However I look at her
I don’t know her closed up heart
A thorough security district
Her firm red lips
And glass-like gaze
Doesn’t give me a hint ooh whoo
What is she thinking?
Does she cry sometimes?
Knowing or not, making a cold smile
Does she have feelings?
She’s said to be a person who can love
I cannot believe it, look
You are a cold machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
A beautiful and sharp goddess
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
(Hey hey) I will find out
(Hey hey) Yeah you know
Her feelings locked with a difficult password
A room closed for no one to open yeah
Hacking hacking her closed heart
Gotta get to her heart
Yeah now you’ve woken up
A perfect beauty
Ooh now you’ve woken up
Look at me who will make her smile
You are a cold machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
A beautiful and sharp goddess
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a cold machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
A beautiful and sharp goddess
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine
You are a ma-ma-ma-ma-machine