you turn me on

you pump electric thro my body

i am just a shell of flesh since guilt robbed me of my emotion

you can paint my lips

and you can fix my hair up darling

and i will answer to the name you give me

tintalulah



(chous)

i wanna b yr doll

i wanna b sweet sweet baby

i wanna be your doll

be your automater masterbater



well you can stich my wounds

my knees are torn from years of kneeing

and now i have no feelings i can give myself to you dear

well love is hard to give but love is easy to take

thinkers make bad lovers

you better put your iq up 4 sale



(chours) x2



well baby sitch my wounds

and you can fix my hair up darling

well i have been waiting for this moment all of my life



(chours) x2

yeah

[mr crewdson makes a luverly sound]