Spare Parts - Peggy Sue

I lent you a hand but you never gave it back

I lent you a hand but you never gave it back

You said you had grown very fond of my fingers

The way that the touch of the tips of them lingers

And you couldn’t possibly part with them now

Carry them 'round

In your handbag

And I lent you a light when everything round you was black

And I lent you a light when everything round you was black

You light your cigarettes ts ts

(You said you had grown very fond of my fingers

The way that the touch of the tips of them lingers)

And then you left

And you need a place to put your hands

I said you could lay 'em on my hips

You need a place to put your kisses

I said you could use my lips

Oh I lent you a shoulder, a shoulder to lean upon

I said you could keep it until you were feeling strong

But you’ve taken advantage of my kind loan

You carry it 'round town, pass it off as your own

And everyone thinks that you’re so very kind

But nobody knows that that shoulder is mine

And you need a place to put your hat

I said you could lay it right there

You were looking for some thing to do

With all those things that trouble you

I said I would lend you an ear

But worst of all I gave you my heart

'Cause yours wasn’t working too good

But I am not spare parts

For you to use, and you to use, like your

(do-do-do-do)

You use me and you lose me yeah you do