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You keep playing me like a fruit machine
Puttin' in change systematically
Winning streak that you had over me
It's turned into your broken tragedy
Turn your pockets out onto the street
Now you see you've spent it all on me!
You see my true colors out of sync
Now your skin is a pair of sympathies
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
Well 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 the clinking round.
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
You keep playing me like a fruit machine
Overstretch your generosity
For our band, it's leading you astray
The little we had
You've thrown it all away!
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a role)
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a low)
Go! Go! Go!
You find it hard to stop it yeah
You're running like a steam train
Oh I like the way that you do that
Where's the money?
Can't hear the clinking round.
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Go!
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
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Ker-ching, Ker-ching, oh!
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Oh, you find it hard to stop it yeah
You're running like a steam train
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
You-keep-playing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine!
Puttin' in change systematically
Winning streak that you had over me
It's turned into your broken tragedy
Turn your pockets out onto the street
Now you see you've spent it all on me!
You see my true colors out of sync
Now your skin is a pair of sympathies
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
Well 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 the clinking round.
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
You keep playing me like a fruit machine
Overstretch your generosity
For our band, it's leading you astray
The little we had
You've thrown it all away!
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a role)
Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a low)
Go! Go! Go!
You find it hard to stop it yeah
You're running like a steam train
Oh I like the way that you do that
Where's the money?
Can't hear the clinking round.
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Ka-ching, Ka-ching
Go!
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine
Ker-ching, Ker-ching, oh!
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Oh, you find it hard to stop it yeah
You're running like a steam train
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
Ker-ching, Ker-ching
You-keep-playing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine!
Lyrics submitted by greynostalgia
Track duration: 02:53
"Fruit Machine" as written by Julian/white De Martino
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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A "fruit machine" is slang for a machine used to measure whether you were homosexual or not.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/… .
The little we had, you’ve thrown it all away" feels like the guy wanna be a bandit and he risk their The "little we had, you’ve thrown it all awayrelation even "tough
Now though, she's caught on and is either milking it for all its worth ("Where’s the money? Can’t hear that clinking") and possibly keeps threatening to leave him just so that she can a) get more stuff and b) get her revenge.
I'm thinking it might be about gambling too, since theres the line "Thought of bandits leading you astray" and a fruit machine is also known as a One-Armed Bandit. So either its a reference to him taking a gamble by being so reckless with their relationship, or he actually has a gambling problem that has "led him astray".
But these are all just ideas. XD Sorry I wrote so much, I just kept thinking of more D:
A fruit machine is one of those gambling machines - you put in a coin, pull a crank and three things spin, and if they all come up the same you win money.
I have a kind of vague idea about this song - maybe about a boy he's been trying to buy his way into a girl's pants.
Rock on Ting Tings.