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Lola Ray

Lola Ray

Automatic Girl

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Shrink wrap your kiss in plastic love
Make my mind up when you return
I dont know what has happened to me these days
But it feels like love in the strangest ways

How much have you learned uh-uh-oh
How much have yo-ou learned u-uh-oh
Dont fear cause when you return Ill be here
Waiting by your side, it doesnt matter dear

This is end of the world so it seems
Ive got automatic love for automatic girl
This is the world of the end that I see
Ive got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
Ive got a couple of killing machines
ye-heah

(Automatic girl, automatic girl)

Lick my lips just to hear the sound
Trash my room when youre not around
I dont know what has happened to me these days
But it feels like love in the strangest ways

How much have we learned uh-uh-oh
How much have we-e learned u-uh-oh
Dont fear cause when you return Ill be here
Waiting by your side, it doesnt matter dear

This is end of the world so it seems
Ive got automatic love for automatic girl
This is the world of the end that I see
Ive got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
Ive got a couple of killing machines
ye-heah

(Automatic girl, automatic girl, automatic girl)

This is the end
This is the end
This is the end of the world so it seems
Ive got automatic love for automatic girl
This is the world of the end that I see
Ive got automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
Weve got a couple of killing machines

Automatic guns for automatic boys
Automatic toys for automatic girls
Everything keeps the right melody
I've got a couple of killing machines
Couple of killin machines
Ye-heah

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