Artist: the vibrators
Song: automatic lover
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Here she comes, she's crazy
But she knows the scene
Carries an automatic pistol
She ain't got my magazine
Run for cover, girl, run for cover
She's the kinda thing
I was warned of by my mother
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Well, here I am
Outta my brain
Everything is comin'
Back 'round again
Well, there you are
Movin' real, real fast
It's a long, long night
I don't think you're gonna last
Run for cover, girl, run for cover
She's the kinda thing
I was warned of by my mother
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Automatic in her hand
She wants to wear the pants
[Incomprehensible]
Give me half a chance
Automatic lover
Automatic lover, alright
You talk about
This or that glory
But me, honey
I'm a different story
When you go mad
And start countin' up to ten
I'm outta that door
And on the street again
Run for cover, girl, run for cover
She's the kinda thing
I was warned of by my mother
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
Automatic lover
