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THE TING TINGS lyrics : "fruit machine"

You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine
Puttin' in change systematically
Winning streak that you had over me

It's turned into your broken tragedy

Turn your pockets out onto the street

Now you see you've spent it all on me!
You see my true colours out of sink
Now your skin is a pair of sympathies


You've hit the bottom one hundred times before
Now feel the fever as I leave you wanting more

You thought you could turn and walk away
Taking chances that weren't yours to take


When I don't think so my foolish boy
Watch the next one taking all the joy
Hold me, nudge me, spinning me around

Where's the money?
Can't hear the clicking!


Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching

Ker-ching, Ker-ching

You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine

Overstretch your gen-er-o-si-ty
For our band, it's leading you astray
The little we had…

You've thrown it all away!

Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a role)

Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a low)
Go! Go! Go!


You find it hard to stop it yeah
You're running like a steam train
Oh I like the way that you do that

Where's the money?
Can't hear the clicking!


Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching


Go!




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Ker-ching, Ker-ching, oh!
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching


Oh, you find it hard to stop it yeah
You're running like a steam train


Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching


You-keep-playing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine!

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