My Little Lobster

She's a robot with a mechanical heart

(The only kind that I seem to be able to mesh with)

She's a magnet, and we're poles apart

(She's good to me, as only a metal object to flesh is)

People sure look at us funny, but I don't mind

'Cause my gear-shifting baby just blows my mind

My little lobster

My little lobster

My little lobster

She's got wheels, bicycle built for two

(I only have to see her to want to go for a ride)

A Kryptonite lock: she's made for me, not you

(I'll never let any other take her from my side)

People laugh at me, but they don't understand

'Cause the two of us: we go gear in hand

My little lobster

My little lobster

My little lobster