Automatic Lover

Automatic lover Automatic lover Automatic lover Automatic lover Here she comes, she's crazy But she knows the scene Carries an automatic pistol She ain't got my magazine Run for cover, girl, run for cover She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother Automatic lover Automatic lover Well, here I am Outta my brain Everything is comin' Back 'round again Well, there you are Movin' real, real fast It's a long, long night I don't think you're gonna last Run for cover, girl, run for cover She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother Automatic lover Automatic lover Automatic in her hand She wants to wear the pants Give me half a chance Automatic lover Automatic lover, alright You talk about This or that glory But me, honey I'm a different story When you go mad And start countin' up to ten I'm outta that door And on the street again Run for cover, girl, run for cover She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother Automatic lover Automatic lover Automatic lover Automatic lover

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