Art Johnson - Keen Machine

You're some kind, some kind of keen machine
All your jive talk and your worthless dreams
You take what I can give
But still that ain't enough
Sometimes I think that you're using me

Then you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
Try to tell me, you know everything
With your crazy uptown friends doing all this stuff
For the price you pay, it just ain't enough

Well you, walk around like some big local scene
When you know damn well don't mean nothing to me
Well your head is in a cloud
You try to talk out loud
Oh, when you know damn well you ain't got enough to say

Sometimes you just waste your life away
Picking up your gossip or just sleepin' all the day
When the night falls and the sun has looked away
You'll be picking up someone else in your own peculiar way
Hey, Hey

Well you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
You burned down all your bridges and don't feel anything
Act just like a fool
You think that you're so cool
Instead you be left out, yet you miss everything

Well you, walk around like some big local scene
When you know damn well don't mean a thing to me
Well your head is in a cloud
You try to talk out loud
Well you know damn well you don't got enough to say

Sometimes you just waste your life away
Picking up your gossip or just sleepin' all the day
When the night falls and the sun has looked away
You'll be picking up someone else in your own peculiar way
Hey, Hey

Sometimes you just waste your life away
Picking up your gossip or just sleepin' all the day
And the night falls and the sun has looked away
You'll be picking up someone else in your own peculiar way
Hey, Hey

Sometimes you just waste your life away
Picking up your gossip or just sleepin' all the day
When the night falls and the sun has looked away
You'll be picking on someone else in your own peculiar way
Hey yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oh you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
All your jive talk and your worthless dreams

Yeah, you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
Don't wanna be a dog, you don't wanna be left out
Well you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
Don't got to tell me you know everything.. baby baby baby
You're a keen machine
Sometimes I know that you're using me
Well you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
Burned down all your bridges, don't feel anything
Well you're some kind, some kind of keen machine
Oh your sexy walk don't mean anything
You're a keen machine, you're a keen machine
Your jive talk and your worthless dreams
You're a keen machine, you're a keen machine
Sometimes I think that you're using me

Written by:
DAVID GRIMM

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