ToyBoy歌词
mika - toy boy
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i’m a wind-up toy in an up down world
if you leave me all alone, i’ll make a mess for sure
i’ve a heart of gold in a smallest size
leave me in the dark, you’ll never hear me cry
more than an illustration
points of articulation
come to life on a brass spring
such a wonderful plaything
it’s a cruel cross that i have to bear
if you come a little closer, i’m going to pull your hair
more than just a toy in a patched blue suit
when you hold me in your arms, i’m just a boy like you
but your mama thought there was something wrong
didn’t want you sleeping with a boy too long
it’s a serious thing in a grown-up world
maybe you’d be better with a barbie girl
you knew that i adored ya
but you left me in georgia
toys are not sentimental
how could i be for rental?
she’s the meanest hag that has ever been
pulled out my insides with an old safety pin
i’m the sorest sight, now i feel like trash
clothes are made of rags and they don’t even match
so she dressed me up as the man she loved
then threw me in a box when she had had enough
now the light of day i no longer see
she stuck her voodoo pins where my eyes used to be
accidentally tragic
victim of her black magic
had a boy once who loved me
now he’s so afraid of me
on a long lost day when you’re grey and old
would you be there remembering your old toy boy?
when your only son’s wondering what to be
tell him the story of a boy like me
oooooo
oooooooo
www.geciduoduo.com @ 歌词多多 制作
i’m a wind-up toy in an up down world
if you leave me all alone, i’ll make a mess for sure
i’ve a heart of gold in a smallest size
leave me in the dark, you’ll never hear me cry
more than an illustration
points of articulation
come to life on a brass spring
such a wonderful plaything
it’s a cruel cross that i have to bear
if you come a little closer, i’m going to pull your hair
more than just a toy in a patched blue suit
when you hold me in your arms, i’m just a boy like you
but your mama thought there was something wrong
didn’t want you sleeping with a boy too long
it’s a serious thing in a grown-up world
maybe you’d be better with a barbie girl
you knew that i adored ya
but you left me in georgia
toys are not sentimental
how could i be for rental?
she’s the meanest hag that has ever been
pulled out my insides with an old safety pin
i’m the sorest sight, now i feel like trash
clothes are made of rags and they don’t even match
so she dressed me up as the man she loved
then threw me in a box when she had had enough
now the light of day i no longer see
she stuck her voodoo pins where my eyes used to be
accidentally tragic
victim of her black magic
had a boy once who loved me
now he’s so afraid of me
on a long lost day when you’re grey and old
would you be there remembering your old toy boy?
when your only son’s wondering what to be
tell him the story of a boy like me
oooooo
oooooooo