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TOY BOY 歌詞
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MIKA
- 2009.9.16 リリース
- 作詞
- MARR JODI , PENNIMAN MICHAEL HOLBROOK
- 作曲
- MARR JODI , PENNIMAN MICHAEL HOLBROOK
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
結果
- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
- ダークモード
I'm a wind up toy
In an up-down world
If you leave me all alone
III make a mess for sure
I've a heart of gold
In the smallest size
Leave me in the dark
You never hear me cry
More than an illustration
Points of articulation
Come to life on a brass spring
Such a wonderful plaything
Its a cruel cross
That I have to bear
If you come a little close
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 momma thought
There was something wrong
Didn't want you sleeping
With a boy too long
Its 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
And 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
You'll 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
In an up-down world
If you leave me all alone
III make a mess for sure
I've a heart of gold
In the smallest size
Leave me in the dark
You never hear me cry
More than an illustration
Points of articulation
Come to life on a brass spring
Such a wonderful plaything
Its a cruel cross
That I have to bear
If you come a little close
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 momma thought
There was something wrong
Didn't want you sleeping
With a boy too long
Its 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
And 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
You'll 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