Darla Dawn the Automaton
On the stage
Beneath the tarp
There stands a beauty
With a harp
Darla Dawn the automaton
I love to listen to
Her play her song
The clockwork doll who's got it all
She's so much more than folderolWhen I'm feeling low
I go to her show
When I hear her play
It brightens my day
When I'm in despair
Her harp's always there
She's the greatest treasure
That I've ever seen
Darla, my darling
You're positively charming
When you play your harp strings
You tug on my heart strings
It's like you're playing for me
Just me
People say to my dismay
"She's only gears and papier-mâché"
Well wind her key
And you will see
She plucks the sweetest melody
Though she's wood and steel
Her music is real (It's real)
Her heart might be a hole
She's playing with soul (Such soul)
Just open your eyes
And you'll realize
She's the greatest treasure
That you've ever seen
Darla, my darling
You're positively charming
When you play your harp strings
You tug on my heart strings
It's like you're playing for me
Now, pick it!
(Oh my!)
(I rather like this)
(Yes, pick it)
(Darla, my darling
You're positively charming
When you play your harp strings
You tug on my heart strings)
It's like you are playing
It's like you are playing
It's like you're playing
For me
Darla!
Beneath the tarp
There stands a beauty
With a harp
Darla Dawn the automaton
I love to listen to
Her play her song
The clockwork doll who's got it all
She's so much more than folderolWhen I'm feeling low
I go to her show
When I hear her play
It brightens my day
When I'm in despair
Her harp's always there
She's the greatest treasure
That I've ever seen
Darla, my darling
You're positively charming
When you play your harp strings
You tug on my heart strings
It's like you're playing for me
Just me
People say to my dismay
"She's only gears and papier-mâché"
Well wind her key
And you will see
She plucks the sweetest melody
Though she's wood and steel
Her music is real (It's real)
Her heart might be a hole
She's playing with soul (Such soul)
Just open your eyes
And you'll realize
She's the greatest treasure
That you've ever seen
Darla, my darling
You're positively charming
When you play your harp strings
You tug on my heart strings
It's like you're playing for me
Now, pick it!
(Oh my!)
(I rather like this)
(Yes, pick it)
(Darla, my darling
You're positively charming
When you play your harp strings
You tug on my heart strings)
It's like you are playing
It's like you are playing
It's like you're playing
For me
Darla!
Credits
Writer(s): John Mondelli
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