Darla Dawn the Automaton

On the stage
 Beneath the tarp
 There stands a beauty
 With a harp
 Darla Dawn the automaton
 I love to listen to
 Her play her song
 The clockwork doll who's got it all
 She's so much more than folderolWhen 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 tug 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 plucks 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 soul (Such soul)
 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 tug 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 tug 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!