This box contains some rhythm
Baby, are you listening
Pull this little ribbon
Let me give you a hand
Rip this fancy paper
Something's waiting for ya
A custom made production
Baby, here I am
Girl, how you use me
It's making me woozy
Hold on just a minute while you can
Uh... Don't push another bu*ton
Uh... Don't flip another switch
Uh... A system malfunction
Uh... Gal, you're crackin' me like this
I'll be your fruit machine
But baby, don't be mean
Push the bu*tons carefully
Play me like a Walkman
I'm not made for talking
There's some hidden functions just for you to get stocked
Always at your service
Girl, you make me nervous
You are so ambitious, I'm on overload
Girl, how you use me
It's making me woozy
Hold on just a minute, take it slow
Uh... Don't push another bu*ton...
I'll be your fruit machine...
I'll be your fruit machine...
Push the bu*ton carefully
Push the bu*ton just for me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Uh... Don't push another bu*ton...
Uh... Don't push another bu*ton...
Uh... Don't push another bu*ton...