Need a Piece of Your Love Machinery
Been seven hours and sixteen days
Since pollination has come my way
I sit around like dirty cups and spoons
Stacking up around your room
Are you gonna come and pick me up
Stick your finger in my buttercup?
What's wrong with me?
Just need a piece of your love machin-ery
The yellow sun is just like chicken soup
Both are wasted if they don't get used
I'm like a petal that needs to be plucked
Come on, daddy, let's duck
All resistance like Vietnam
You'll be my traitor
I'll be your Viet Cong
What's wrong with me?
Just need a piece of your love machin-ery
You were my Romeo, I was your Juliet
Hidin' in a trash can, we both got wet
You fed me chicken chow-mein
Our love was spicy yet plain
You built a giant ship
And you sailed with it
But now you're gone gone gone
What's a rose if it won't be smelled?
What's a texture if it won't be felt?
You wear plaid like there's no tomorrow
It spills out of your closet I think that I'll borrow
Some pants or some underwear
There's a trace of you under there
What's wrong with me?
Just need a piece of your love machin-ery
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