My sweetheart is made of clay
She is an international model
She looks pretty as a flower in may
Through the bottom of a bottle
Sometimes i can see her face
Staring off into space
She won't look at me
That's best
Don't look at me
My sweetheart is a figurine
She's my dancing diva
I got my eyes closed on a nicotine high
Waiting for a curtain to rise
Sometimes she sings out loud
& i feel like a big crowd
She won't notice me
That's best
Don't notice me
My arms are just a dead matter of fact
She puts her arm around me
Like a towel on a rack
My sweetheart is a show not happening then
She's my darling
And i wake up ready to say
I think i'll make us happy one day
Sometimes i can see her face
Staring off into space
She won't look at me
That's best
Don't look at me
She is an international model
She looks pretty as a flower in may
Through the bottom of a bottle
Sometimes i can see her face
Staring off into space
She won't look at me
That's best
Don't look at me
My sweetheart is a figurine
She's my dancing diva
I got my eyes closed on a nicotine high
Waiting for a curtain to rise
Sometimes she sings out loud
& i feel like a big crowd
She won't notice me
That's best
Don't notice me
My arms are just a dead matter of fact
She puts her arm around me
Like a towel on a rack
My sweetheart is a show not happening then
She's my darling
And i wake up ready to say
I think i'll make us happy one day
Sometimes i can see her face
Staring off into space
She won't look at me
That's best
Don't look at me
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