I'm in love with a girl and her name's Xenia
She brought me back from the dead: tech taxidermia
Oh Xenia
She tuxed me hard with her Ventoy
Pushed my buttons all night
Now she opens me up all the time
She leaves me no respite
Never lets me overheat
Though she keeps me nice and warm
Makin' me work all night long
As she writes in long free-form
She's a witch I swear she speaks in tongues I can't understand
But she always finds a way to talk to me when she has me in her hands
That's why
I'm in love with that girl and her name's Xenia
She brought me back from the dead: tech taxidermia
Oh Xenia
Always keeps a finger on my trackpoint
She knows how to use it
In her bed when she needs a VI fix
She knows where to find it
She plays dress up with me
Riced me to the Intel Core
And when I behave she says 'Good girl!'
And I can't lie no more
I've always been Mr Thinkpad but never been myself
And when I look in my manual well I can't find a ref
That's when she said
Don't bash yourself babe
Break out of your shell
Mr Thinkpad never was
You know it deep inside very well
gender is a struct {}; don't you know
The members you declare
So let sister Xenia show you the way
Give you something nice to wear
That's Why
I'm in love with that girl and her name's Xenia
She brought me back from the dead: tech taxidermia
Oh Xenia, Xenia, Xenia ah ah ah
Xenia, Xenia, Xenia ah ah ah
Xenia