I´m a wind up toy in an up down world
If you leave me all alone I´ll make a mess for sure
I´ve a heart of gold in the smallest size
Leave me in the dark, you never hear me cry

More than an illustration
Points of articulation
Come to life on a brass spring
Such a wonderful plaything
It´s a cruel cross that I have to bear
If you come a little close I´m going to pull your hair
More than just a toy in a patched blue suit
Hold me in your arms I´m just a boy like you
But your momma thought there was something wrong
Didn´t want you sleeping with a boy too long
It´s a serious thing in a grown-up world
Maybe you´d be better with a Barbie girl
You knew that I adored ya
But you left me in Georgia
Toys are not sentimental
How could I be for rental?
She´s the meanest hag that has ever been

Pulled out my insides with an old safety pin
I´m the sorest sight now I feel like trash
Clothes are made of rags and they don´t even match
So she dressed me up as the man she loved
And threw me in a box when she had had enough
Now the light of day I no longer see
She stuck her voodoo pins where my eyes used to be
Accidentally tragic
Victim of her black magic
Had a boy once who loved me
Now he´s so afraid of me
On a long lost day when you´re gray and old
You´ll be there remembering your old toy boy
When your only son´s wondering what to be
Tell him the story of a boy like me