Slot Machine

Well, baby, you're like a slot machine
Standing there so shiny and clean
Innocent me was passing by
Thought I'd give your love a try

I was passing by
And I had to try your slot machine
You were showing off your pretty prize
To put desire in my eyes

You fell to me so smooth and warm
And soon you have me pulling your arm
So smooth and warm
I was pulling your arm
You slot machine

But you're all show
And you're no go
And I can´t get them in a row
You're high class
But I gotta pass
Cherries under glass
Well, oh

Just when I'd decided to quit
You'd give me back just a little bit
To keep me playin' and hangin' on
To everything I had was gone
With you slot machine

Wish to get some change
And then lost my place to another man
And jealously I watched awhile
And gradually I began to smile
'Cause it's the heart to be burned by you, slot machine

But you're all show
And you're no go
And he can't get then in a row
You're high class
But he's gonna pass
Cherries under glass

Yeah
Oh, bye, bye
Bye, slot machine
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