Dieter has always had a thing for Sputnik I. His dream was to fly into orbit with Sputnik, replace the batteries and have it transmit Tic Tok Men music. Before leaving, he’d paint the thing yellow with a happy face on the front. Instead, Dieter wrote a nice love song to his satellite -and yes, it’s supposed to do that at the end. (Yes, I know Sputnik came down to earth years ago. Please don’t tell Dieter.)
lyrics
Track your number
Take my time
Cellular transmission going live
Tower ground to satellite
Will I contact you tonight
Transmission
Testing,
Testing one,
One-two
Tuning on your frequency
I think you’re getting through to me
Flying past me high above
Will I contact you my love
Transmission
Testing,
Testing one,
One-two
Tuning on your frequency
I think you’re getting through to me
Flying past me high above
Will I contact you my love
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