Joy of a Toy
PER GESSLE, MATS ARNE PERSSON
You wake me up
In the middle of the night
And burn the cover down.
You're on the phone in the air
Like a record try to spin me around.
Oh won't you move away,
Oh honey get away.
The joy of a toy,
Is it all that you came for?
The joy of a toy
Got the look of a lie.
The joy of a toy
Put the hurt into action.
The joy of a toy,
You can kiss this love goodbye.
How can you win
When you don't know a thing
What love is all about?
Don't want to fight
So get out of my sight
I won't surrender now.
It's independence day,
Oh honey get away.
The joy of a toy...
Hello, goodbye...