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Automatic Lover Lyrics

from Assembly

"Automatic Lover" is track #1 on the album Assembly. It was written by Hein Frode Hansen;frank Claussen;raymond Rohonyi;liv Kristine Espenaes Krull;vegard Thorsen;lorentz Aspen.
"Automatic Lover" is track #1 on the album Assembly. It was written by Hein Frode Hansen;frank Claussen;raymond Rohonyi;liv Kristine Espenaes Krull;vegard Thorsen;lorentz Aspen.

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Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

From the automatic lover's store
To the first floor of your back room door
From the spin-spin of the fickle swirl
In a freak-freak dance of the showroom girl

From the plead-plead when you really want in
To the knead-knead 'fore the blanket-spin
Flush-flush of the bed-time art
To the raging heart when she doesn't do her part

Do you like it?

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Out the door-door to the dance-dance hall
To the bawl-bawl of the bar room brawl
From the drink-drink until on the floor
To the blink-blink of the girl next door

To the rock-rock until off the hinge
To the luck-luck to complete the binge
From the rush-rush when you're feeling bored
To the second floor of your homeroom door

To the plead-plead when you really want in
And the knead-knead 'fore the blanket-spin
From the fug-fug of the bedroom air
To the hug-hug of the professional lair

To the automatic lover's store
Where it feel-feels much less like a chore
To the lick-lick of the lipstick lip
To the electric trip of the perfect strip

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Hey, you are you oh-oh are you I owe you a go-go are you
Nothing but an oh-oh yeah I owe you a kissy baby
Hey, you are you oh-oh are you I owe you a go-go are you
Nothing but an oh-oh yeah I owe you a kissy baby

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Don't you wanna end up with this mister? Ah
He is just being nice with his kisses and he
Thinks you're not one of the smart ones say it sexy
Doesn't seem like you want that kind of honey, honey

Songwriters
Hein Frode Hansen;Frank Claussen;Raymond Rohonyi;Liv Kristine Espenaes Krull;Vegard Thorsen;Lorentz Aspen

Published by
HANSEATIC MUSIKVERLAG GMBH

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