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The Ting Tings We Started Nothing 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! [Instrumental] You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine 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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