She's a clockwork girl, In a clockwork world
She does as she is told and she buys what she is sold
She’s my clockwork girl

She's always there on time and she always looks so fine
Her shoes were made in France
That’s where she learnt to dance
From une fille mécanique

But when the lights are low
And I try to take her clothes off
To see what she is made of
She turns her back to me
So I cannot see inside my clockwork girl

Everyone she meets as she’s walking down the street
Gets an automatic smile ‘cos there’s not a hint of bile
About my clockwork girl

She always toes the line and she’s always “doing fine”
What secrets does she keep… where does her mind goes when she sleeps
Behind that clockwork smile?

But when the lights are low
And I try to take her clothes off
To see what she is made of
She turns her back to me
So I cannot see inside my clockwork girl
She’s a clockwork girl - tick tock tick tock
She’s a clockwork girl - tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock tick

I couldn’t take it any more, so one day I closed the door
And I waited in the dark as she walked across the park
Like a clockwork toy

And, when the lights were low
I tried to take her head off
To see what she was made of
Instead of cogs and gears
She was wet behind the ears
And she just stopped working
So I made a jerkin
So that I could be
Inside my clockwork girl