Wind up Man lyrics

It was a Sunday morning

When the mail ain't supposed to come

A big blue box delivered and it didn’t say where from

When a wind up man emerges and he waltzed across the floor

Told him I was lonesome, said I wouldn’t be no more

His left hand made me breakfast and his right one paid the bills

Poured a perfect cocktail and he always kept it filled

I don’t know how he do the things he do with those two hands

I knew I’d wind up loving him my loving wind up man

They say machines ain’t made for loving

But I believe that they can plug into your heart

And you know when it starts in the smoke in the sparks

You’re not broke it’s all part of a lover’s game

He always called me handsome and he smiled when I spoke

Dressed like Elvis Presley and he laughed at all my jokes

Was my love until the day he caught the rain unplanned

Knew I’d wind up losing him my loving wind up man

They say machines ain’t made for loving

But I believe that they can plug into your heart

And you know it begins when it whirs and it spins

It don’t hurt it’s not a sin no one to blame

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Then i heard him holler

He began to fire and spark

Smokin’ from his collar

And his smilin’ eyes went dark

Never will forget him and the smell of all that smoke

Knew I’d wind up loving him until he wound up broke

They say machines ain’t made for loving

But I believe that they can plug into your heart

Try in vain to protect when it rains he’ll get wet

Just keep training to expect feeling all the pain

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• Artist:Trixie Mattel
• Album:One Stone