She's My Ever Lovin' Machine

(Shel Silverstein)



Well, friends you know once I was took in

By a girl with a twinkly eye

But the first time that I wasn't lookin'

She ran off with a handsomer guy, oh my.



But I'm an inventin' type feller

So as soon as my brain got uncurled

I tiptoed right down to my cellar

And built a mechanical girl.



Oh, her arms are iron, her legs are steel

Her hips are on wires attached to a wheel

And her spine is a coil that I now and then oil

She's my ever lovin' machine.



She's always right there when I need her

And she's very easy to please

And hardly cost nothing to feed her

Just some water and oil and grease.



She never complains when I stay out all night

She never complains that I ain't rich

And each time I want her just to cuddle me up tight

I just reach out and turn on 'er switch.



Oh, her arms are iron, her legs are steel

Her hips are on wires attached to a wheel

And her spine is a coil that I now and then oil

She's my ever lovin' machine.



She has no trouble makin' her mind up

'Cause friends I did not give her a mind

And her heart is a clock that I wind up

So I know that she'll love me in time.



She always did what she was supposed to

Right up to this evening but then

She had an affair with a toaster

And they ran off and left me again.



Oh, her arms were iron, her legs were steel

Her hips were on wires attached to a wheel

And her spine was a coil that I used to oil

She was my ever lovin' machine...