Buffy Honkerburg’s Answering Machine

It was a Friday night
I was being drowned out by the radio
You let me ring and ring
You're in the T.V. glow painting your toenails

Paint!

The sound of scary movies on your T.V. drowning my rings
Your electric popcorn maker is zapping you in
I'm dating your machine

Paint!

Oh operator please put me through to the other line
But she's an angel in the T.V. glow
With curlers in her hair
Paint!

I know you sat right there
Feeding your poodle scraps from your bed
You dropped the cordless in the bubble bath
While your puppet was on the other line

Paint!

Oh valley girl of night you're burning out your little eyes
With hairspray and refining chemicals
You're running out of dye

Paint!

What was that zapping by your window outside of your room
It wasn't a U.F.O. if that's what you thought
It was me on the phone

Paint!

Oh I'll do anything that you want to Buffy
I am your little wind up toy
Bring me a ring with makeup and do me over
So I'll always be your droid
Put me on a leash now won't you Buffy
I'm a slave to your machine
I'm your little blow up doll Buffy
Living inside your answering machine