im a wid up toy in an up down world if u leave ma all alone ill make a mees for sure i got heart of gold in the smallest size if u leve ma in the dark u never hear me cry more then a illastration more the articulation comes to life on a brass spring wat a wonderful play thing its a cruel little cross that i have to bear if u come a little close im gonna pull your hair morwe then just a toy in a patched blus suit hold me in your arms im just a boy like but your mama thought there was sumthing wrong didnt want u sleepin with a toy boy long it a serious thing in a grown up world maybe youll be better with a barbie girl u know tht i adored ya but u left me in gerogeia toys are not sentimental when did i become rental shes the meanist hag that has ever benn took out my insides with an old seaftey pin im the soreist sight now i feel like trash clothes are made of rags and they dont even matchso she dressed me up as the man she loved put me in a box when she had had enough for the light of day i no longer see she stuck her vodo pins where my eyes use to be accedentley tragic victim of her black magic had a boy who once loved me now he so afraid of me on a long lost day when your grey and you'll be there rembering your old toy when your only son wondering wat to be tell him the stroy of a boy like me