Spare Parts
I was born in a junkyard my momma’s home
I was baptized in a hub cap made of chrome
Running with the dogs gunning on the prowl
Late at night feeling right you can hear me howl
Baby I’m just spare parts
A technical respectable piece of art
Won’t you come and fine tune my heart
Baby I’m just spare parts
Well I ain’t fit to speed down on the highway
To fill my need I always do it my way
I ain’t no fancy luxury Mercedes Benz
I’m looking for a lover who can be friends
Baby I’m just spare parts
A technical respectable piece of art
Won’t you come and fine tune my heart
Baby I’m just spare parts
Well God he made them in every kind of style
Life is snappy I’m happy with just a smile
I ain’t one to judge beauty is a point of view
But darling one thing I know is that I love you
Baby I’m just spare parts
A technical respectable piece of art
Won’t you come and fine tune my heart
Baby I’m just spare parts
Never mind the rust the dust and the lust
My tires are flat so they ain’t gonna bust
We’ll take that ride to nowhere going so slow
Wind in your hair without a care let it blow
Baby I’m just spare parts
A technical respectable piece of art
Won’t you come and fine tune my heart
Baby I’m just spare parts
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