[00:11.09]I’m a wind up toy
[00:13.14]in an up-down world
[00:15.03]if you leave me all alone
[00:16.51]I'll make a mess for sure
[00:18.41]I’ve a heart of gold
[00:20.21]in the smallest size
[00:22.56]leave me in the dark
[00:23.99]you never hear me cry
[00:26.86]more than an illustration
[00:30.53]points of articulation
[00:34.25]come to life on a brass spring
[00:38.11]such a wonderful plaything
[00:42.01]its a cruel cross
[00:43.97]that I have to bear
[00:46.00]if you come a little close
[00:47.71]I’m going to pull your hair
[00:49.54]more than just a toy
[00:51.44]in a patched blue suit
[00:53.65]when you hold me in your arms
[00:55.43]I’m just a boy like you
[00:57.40]but your momma thought
[00:59.14]there was something wrong
[01:01.46]didn’t want you sleeping
[01:03.05]with a boy too long
[01:04.90]It's a serious thing
[01:06.73]in a grown-up world
[01:07.80]maybe you’d be better
[01:11.07]with a Barbie girl
[01:13.72]you knew that
[01:14.53]I adored ya
[01:17.13]but you left me in Georgia
[01:21.24]toys are not sentimental;
[01:26.00]how could i be for rental?
[01:29.06]she’s the meanest hag
[01:31.47]that has ever been
[01:33.76]pulled out my insides
[01:35.16]with an old safety pin
[01:37.11]I’m the sorest sight
[01:39.00]now i feel like trash
[01:41.33]clothes are made of rags
[01:42.77]and they don’t even match
[01:44.69]so she dressed me up
[01:46.46]as the man she loved
[01:48.75]and threw me in a box
[01:50.09]when she had had enough
[01:52.25]now the light of day
[01:54.15]I no longer see
[01:56.68]she stuck her voodoo pins
[01:57.79]where my eyes used to be
[02:01.53]accidentally tragic
[02:05.06]victim of her black magic
[02:09.03]had a boy once who loved me
[02:12.82]now he’s so afraid of me
[02:16.96]on a long lost day
[02:19.12]when you’re grey and old
[02:21.44]you’ll be there remembering
[02:23.34]your old toy boy
[02:24.84]when your only son’s
[02:27.22]wondering what to be
[02:29.21]tell him the story of
[02:30.80]a boy like me

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 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
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
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