You are my auto harp   I push every button on your body   I push the A minor, the E flat, the F major   And especially the C sharp 7      You are my auto harp   I play every string in your mind   And even when I play them very loud   They keep in tune   But how will they sound soon?      You are my auto harp   I bought you in a pawnshop in Virginia   You were cheap but in good condition   Longing for someone to take you on an exotic trip      You are my auto harp   I carried you all over the world   In my hard case called the heart   You're the reason for my blood to keep running   Through my veins every album again