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Before you read the Lyrics

This song is intended to be taken completely tongue and cheek. It's basically written to tell the story of the Undercover Cylon, Boomer. (Played by Grace Park.) The song makes little sense without playing Alan O'Day's classic song Undercover Angel while you read it, as the lyrics are set to his song. Trust me, without listening to the song while you read the lyrics, the song makes zero sense.

Many people probably don't just happen to have copy of the song floating around on their hard drive. You can download it off of iTunes for less than a buck. If you don't already have iTunes, then don't get left behind the times. Click the banner below and download it to your computer.

After that, just go to the iTunes music store and put Undercover Angel in the search box, and you can download it for .99¢

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Undercover Cylon - Lyrics

Undercover Cylon

Flying in my Raptor, or was I in bed
Then I saw my pilot beside me
She slapped me in the head
"Wake up Helo it's not night"
"What was it you dreamed?"
And as I beheld her
I knew she was my dream
I said, "Whaaaat?"
She said "You were dree-eee-eeam-ing"
I said, "Oh, right"
She said "Do you want me, want me, want me"
Undercover Cylon
Colonial fantasy
I never had a machine make sweet love to me
Undercover Cylon
Thank the Lords of Kobal you're there
You made love to me, even knowing the Chief is still out there.
(Somewhere)
Yea, out there
Then we saw Adama, your red eyes glowed
Pulling out your gun
And I said "Boomer no, no."
She said, "I'm not that other one."
"I am your friend."
Then she gave him the gun
He said, "I knew I'd see you again"
I said, "Whaaaat?"
He said, "Yo-ooou-heard me
I said, "Uh, right"
She said "And I'm gonna have his baby"
Undercover Cylon
Colonial fantasy
I never had a machine make sweet love to me
Undercover Cylon
Thank the Lords of Kobal you're there
You made love to me, even knowing the Chief is still out there.
(Somewhere)
Aaaa, who cares
Now the Chief knows the story
He started a fight
Some guys from Pegasus grabbed her arms
And tried to attack her tonight
She hid under the covers
Her attacker died
Now I'm lovin' my Cylon
And her red glowin' eyes
Gina said, "Cain"
Cain said, "Fra-aaa-ak you"
Gina said, "You're not my type"
And then, gettin' back to me
She said, "Whaaaat?"
I said, "Boo-ooo-oo-mie"
She said, "That's right!"
Now she's frakkin' havin' my baby
Undercover Cylon
Colonial fantasy
I've never had a machine make sweet love to me
Undercover Cylon
Thank the Lords of Kobal you're there
You let me know that there's a Cylon out there who cares
And she's gonna' have my baby
Undercover Cylon
Colonial fantasy
I've never had a machine make sweet love to me
Undercover Cylon
Thank the Lords of Kobal you're there

WE'RE LOOKING FOR A KARAOKE VERSION OF THE SONG UNDERCOVER ANGEL.

Why? We already have someone lined up to turn the lyrics to Undercover Cylon into song, but have yet to locate a karaoke version of Alan O'Day's song Undercover Angel.

If anyone has an Mp3 of the karaoke version of the song, please feel free to e-mail it to us at: undercovercylon@earthlink.net

If anyone is aware of a place to pick up a karaoke version of Undercover Angel, please e-mail us the information.

Or if anyone happens to know some one in a cover band that could record an Mp3 of Undercover Angel, without the lyrics, we'll repay them by featuring their band name and contact information on our site to help promote their musical talent and showcase their work. We'll even provide a link to any other work they would like to showcase.

undercovercylon@earthlink.net

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