On the stage Beneath the tarp There stands a beauty With a harp
Darla Dawn the automaton A laughter lass Said to play her song The backward doll who's got it all She's so much more than follero (?)
When I'm feeling low I go to her show When I hear her play It brightens my day When I'm in despair Her harp's always there She's the greatest treasure That I've ever seen
Darla, my darling You're positively charming When you play your harp strings You tag on my heart strings It's like you're playing for me Just me
People say to my dismay "She's only gears and papier-mâché" Well wind her key And you will see She plugs the sweetest melody
Though she's wood and steel Her music is real (It's real) Her heart might be a hole She's playing with song (Such song) Just open your eyes And you'll realize She's the greatest treasure That you've ever seen
Darla, my darling You're positively charming When you play your harp strings You tag on my heart strings It's like you're playing for me Now, pick it!
(Oh my!) (I rather like this) (Yes, pick it)
(Darla, my darling You're positively charming When you play your harp strings You tag on my heart strings) It's like you are playing It's like you are playing It's like you're playing For me Darla!