The Vibrators - Automatic Lover lyrics

Automatic lover (x4) 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 Well here I am Outta my brain Everything's comin' Back round again Well there you are Movin' real real fast It's a long long night I don't think you're gonna last Automatic in her hand She wants to wear the pants There's something wrong here honey Won'tcha give me half a chance You talk about This or that glory But me honey I'm a different story When you get mad An' start countin' up to ten I'm outta that door An' on the streets again