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You keep playing me like a fruit machine
Putting in change systematically
Winning streak that you had over me
Has turned into your broken tragedy
You�ve hit the bottom one hundred times before
Now feel the fever as I leave you wanting more
You thought you could turn and walk away
Taking chances that weren�t yours to take
Win, I don�t think so my foolish boy
Watch the next one taking all the joy
Hold me, nudge me, spinning me around
Where�s the money? Can�t hear that clinking
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
You keep playing me like a fruit macine
Overstretch your generosity
Thought of bandits leading you astray
The little we had, you�ve thrown it all away
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you�re on a roll)
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you�re on a low)
Go! Go! Go! Go!
You find it hard to stop now
You�re running like a steam train
Oh I like the way that you do that
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
You keep playing me like a fruit machine


my favorite song by the ting tings its called fruit machine!