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 kneeling
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]