coin-operated boy. sitting on the shelf he is just a toy, but i turn him on and he comes to life: automatic joy! that is why a want a coin-operated boy. made of plastic and elastic, he is rugged and long lasting. who could ever, ever ask for more? love without complications galore. many shapes and weights to choose from. i will never leave my bedroom, i will never cry at night again, wrap my arms around him and pretend. coin-operated boy, all the other real ones that i destroy cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll never let him go... and i'll never be alone. and i'll never let him go. and i'll never be alone. go, and i'll never be alone/go, and i'll never be alone/go, and i'll never be alone/go, and i'll never be alone...not with my coin-operated boy. my sad picture of boy getting bitterer, can you extract me from my plastic fantasy? i didn't think so but i'm still convinceable. will you persist that after i bet you a billion dollars that i'll never love you? and will you persist that after i kiss you good-bye for the last time will you keep on trying to prove it? i'm dying to lose it... i'm losing my confidence. i want it, i want it, i want it, i want it, i want to, i want to, i want to, i want to, i want you, i want you, i want you, i want you... i want a, i want a, i want a, i want a coin-operated boy. and if i had a star to wish on, for my life i can't imagine any flesh and blood could be his match. i can even take him in the bath. he may not be real experienced with boys... but i know he feels like a boy should feel. isn't that the point? that is why i want a coin-operated boy with a pretty coin-operated voice saying that he loves me, that he's thinking of me straight and to the point. that is why i want a coin-operated boy.