D G
I'm a wind-up toy in an up down world
A Asus4
If you leave me all alone I'll make a mess for sure
D G
I've a heart of gold in the smallest size
A Asus4
Leave me in the dark you'll never hear me cry
D G
More than an illustration
A Asus4
Points of articulation
D G
Come to life on a brass spring
A Asus4
Such a wonderful plaything
D G
It's a cruel cross that I have to bear
A Asus4
If you come a little close I'm going to pull your hair
D G
More than just a toy in a patch-blue suit
A Asus4
Hold me in your arms I'm just a boy like you
D G
But your mama thought there was somethin' wrong
A Asus4
Didn't want you sleeping with a boy too long
D G
It's a serious thing in a grown-up world
A Asus4
Maybe you'd be better with a Barbie girl
D G
You knew that I adored ya
A Asus4
But you left me in Georgia
D G
Toys are not sentimental
A Asus4
How could I be for rental
D G
She's the meanest hag that has ever been
A Asus4
Pulled out my insides with an old safety pin
D G
I'm the sorest sight now I feel like trash
A Asus4
Clothes are made of rags and they don't even match
D G
So she dressed me up as the man she loved
A Asus4
Then threw me in a box when she had had enough
D G
Now the light of day I no longer see
A Asus4
She stuck her voodoo pins where my eyes used to be
D G
Accidentally tragic
A Asus4
Victim of her black magic
D G
Had a boy once who loved me
A Asus4
Now he's so afraid of me
D G
On a long lost day when you're gray and dull
A Asus4
You'll be there remembering your old toy boy
D G
When your oldest son wonderin' what to be
A Asus4
Tell him the story of a boy like me