Well he's got her going up and down like a yo-yo And she never feels better than ever, just so-so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some voodoo thing he's got that girl on a string Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches And when she ain't banged up, she's sewing his britches Like a line between the orange juice cans she's strung out on his childish demands To meet him out by the backyard swing he's got that girl on a string Girl on a string, just a little play toy Girl on a string, for a little bad boy Girl on a string, he's dragging her around Girl on a string, he's tying her down She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone And there's another on the way, just wait till they get home The deeper into darkness they get The more she sees the silhouette Of a girl who wanted pretty things Not that girl on a stringTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
