you turn me on you pump electric thro my body i am just a shell of flesh since guilt robbed me of my emotion you can paint my lips and you can fix my hair up darling and i will answer to the name you give me tintalulah (chous) i wanna b yr doll i wanna b sweet sweet baby i wanna be your doll be your automater masterbater well you can stich my wounds my knees are torn from years of kneeling and now i have no feelings i can give myself to you dear well love is hard to give but love is easy to take thinkers make bad lovers you better put your iq up 4 sale (chours) x2 well baby sitch my wounds and you can fix my hair up darling well i have been waiting for this moment all of my life (chours) x2 yeah [mr crewdson makes a luverly sound]