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Automatic lover, automatic lover
Automatic lover, automatic lover.

Here she comes, she's crazy
But she knows the scene
She carries an automatic pistol
But she ain't got no magazine.

Run for cover, run for cover
She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother.

Automatic lover, automatic lover.

Well, here I am outta my brain
Everything's comin' back round again
But there you are, movin' real, real fast
It's a long, long night, I don't think you're gonna last.

Run for cover, run for cover
She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother.

Automatic lover, automatic lover.

Automatic in her hand

She wants to wear the pants
There's something wrong here, honey
Won't you give me half a chance.

Automatic lover, automatic lover.

You talk about this or that glory
But me, honey, yeah, I'm a different story
Yeah, when you get mad an' start countin' up to ten
I'm outta that door and on the street again.

Run for cover, run for cover
She's the kinda thing I was warned of by my mother.

Automatic lover, automatic lover
Automatic lover, automatic lover