Can't Get Enough - Kick the Robot

She wasn’t always in the design

But my prototype kept her in my mind, glued

So deep in the grooves

You’d think she was pulling the levers

But she wasn’t always in the design, no

She gets in my head and screws it all up

But she knows damn well, I can’t get enough

A flick of the wrist, a twist of the tongue

Don’t care if it’s wrong, I can’t get enough of it

My mind’s a boom town blazing with thought

Plans change, how strange, it’s just like the locks

Keep it inside and suck on the sleeve of my sweater

Meanwhile outside, I’m tarred and I’m feathered

It’s all the same to me

It’s all the same to me

It’s all the same to

She gets in my head and screws it all up

But she knows damn well, I can’t get enough

A flick of the wrist, a twist of the tongue

Don’t care if it’s wrong, I can’t get enough of it

She wasn’t always in the design

But my prototype kept her in my mind

So deep in the grooves

You’d think she was pulling the levers

She wasn’t always in the design