Such An Old Story
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Mika - Toy Boy

@ 活在當下 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

Mika - Toy Boy

@ 活在當下 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

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