I’m made of wax Larry, what are you made of?
Don’t blink, You know i’ve got you
They won’t even miss you at all
And don’t think,
That i’ll always be gone
like a puppet in the palm of my hand,
don’t you let me down
Don’t blink, You know i’ve got you
They won’t even miss you at all
And don’t think,
That i’ll always be gone
like a puppet in the palm of my hand,
don’t you let me down