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ATM Machine - Steve Taylor
My wallet’s empty, the banks have all been closed
Not to worry, ‘cause there’s still one place to go
Around the corner, not too far down the street
Is a place, I can get the cash I need
Use my PIN number, select an amount
Twenty dollars, withdrawn from my account
She’s she so efficient, her receipts are so pristine
That’s why I love my ATM machine
She’s always open, to serve my banking needs
And plastic cards, are the only thing she eats
She won’t ask questions, when I walk through her door
She gives me money, and never needs to know what for
But she sees thousands, I know I’m not the only one
But I cry, when our transaction’s done
She’s so consistent, and she’s rarely ever mean
That’s why I love my ATM machine
No lines to wait in, and no one rude to bark at me
No one speaks condescendingly
She gives the best technology
She’s counting money, keeping track of what I spent
Tell me honey, is there enough to pay the rent
It’s so romantic, and I know how weird it seems
But still I love my ATM machine
And I love my ATM machine
How I love my ATM machine
Songwriter: Steve Taylor, BMI
© 2005 Evets Music, Inc.
Written by: Steve Taylor
