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Itand's been seven hours and sixteen days
since pollination has come my way
i sit around like dirty cups and'n the spoons
stacking up around your room
are you gonna come and pick me up
stick your finger in my buttercup
whatand's wrong with me?
just need a piece of your love machine
the yellow sun is just like chicken soup
both are wasted if they donand't get used
iand'm like a petal that needs to be plucked
come on daddy, letand's duck
all resistance like vietnam
you be my trader
iand'll be your viet cong
whatand's wrong with me
just need a piece of your love machine
you were my romeo
i was your juliet
hiding in the trash can
we both got wet
you fed me chicken chow-mein
our love was spicy, yet plain
you built a giant ship and you sailed with it
but now youand're gone
gone
gone
whatand's a rose if it wonand't be smelled
whatand's a texture if it wonand't be felt
you wear a plaid like thereand' no tomorrow
it spills out of the closet
i think that iand'll borrow
some pants or some underwear
thereand's a trace of you under there
whatand's wrong with me
just need a piece of your love machine
Jewel
Need A Piece Of Your Love Machine
Need A Piece Of Your Love Machine
Itand's been seven hours and sixteen days
since pollination has come my way
i sit around like dirty cups and'n the spoons
stacking up around your room
are you gonna come and pick me up
stick your finger in my buttercup
whatand's wrong with me?
just need a piece of your love machine
the yellow sun is just like chicken soup
both are wasted if they donand't get used
iand'm like a petal that needs to be plucked
come on daddy, letand's duck
all resistance like vietnam
you be my trader
iand'll be your viet cong
whatand's wrong with me
just need a piece of your love machine
you were my romeo
i was your juliet
hiding in the trash can
we both got wet
you fed me chicken chow-mein
our love was spicy, yet plain
you built a giant ship and you sailed with it
but now youand're gone
gone
gone
whatand's a rose if it wonand't be smelled
whatand's a texture if it wonand't be felt
you wear a plaid like thereand' no tomorrow
it spills out of the closet
i think that iand'll borrow
some pants or some underwear
thereand's a trace of you under there
whatand's wrong with me
just need a piece of your love machine