Testo Internet Love Song

Every night at half past ten, he sends her another IM
Hey girl how was your day? Work kind of sucks but I'm ok
Types real slow with his left hand cause he's got the right one down his pants
She does it to waste time but he's got other things on his mind

He's never seen her face, but no one could take her place
She'll never know the shit he's in
Their modems whine, Two kids online
Just point and click, Their history's sick
What he wants to say, why he feels this way
He may never tell, but he's got her LOL

They'll stay up till 2 or 3 just staring at the shit on their screens
He wants to fill her expansion slot but she only wants to know if he's hot
Innuendos in all he writes, but half the time they're not even spelled right
He'd be with her any day but she's 3 thousand miles away