"Hotprint (2002 remaster)" genre: New Wave
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	Is it about "computer love?" No, it's about using those big old machines in ways that could void the warranty. When was the last time you saw an eight inch floppy, anyway?
	CD: Leg Warmers Reheated Credits: written by Gordon Smith and Robert Mesrach; performed/recorded by GS and Thomas Rolanti; newly-added posthumous ape grunts by RM
	Story Behind the Song I swore I would never use the word "baby" in a song! But in this context, it was just too good to pass up. What's YOUR point size? Hotprint proves that typesetting is an X-rated art. How many inSINuendos can you inject into those clinical computer terms? Apologies to Frank Zappa, and to the Android Sisters. The song title comes from the Wang WP Plus system. There was a blank key on the keyboard, which WP Plus renamed the HOTPRINT key. When pressed, it would send your document to the printer without your needing to close it first. The mind boggles at the possibilities... Lyrics You make me moist, my ink flows free I am a tool of typography You are my type, I'm your brand it seems We will create dirty magazines What's your point size, baby? Let me ink it up for you Leave your mark, I won't wash it You always make an impression Just make me shift, I respond to touch You press my soft keys, oh so much You're justified to be so bold My roman outline is never cold! Show me that font now, baby Is it expanded, extra wide? My ASCII codes are tingling They want to be dressed up in style Give me your hotprint, baby Don't let the grip slip Give me your hotprint, baby Keep pressing on the tip Let me measure your hot zone, baby I see your margins oh so clear Let me sit on your typeface, baby Ahh, you never smear Insert your disk in my drive I never said it was floppy I'm burning for some kerning Move your serifs closer to mine Now reverse your leading It's new position time You make me moist, my ink flows free A manuscript comes out of me I process, you change my chemicals We give birth to mechanicals I'm feeling Wang transmission Give me your download, bit-stream style My hard disk drive is spinning Can't wait all day to receive your file Give me your hotprint, baby I don't run out of repro Give me your hotprint, baby Spray your dots and then go Let me test-drive your hot zone, baby I'll hold your margins, oh so near Let me soak up your wetplate, baby Ahh, you always smear

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