Текст песни John Hiatt - Girl on a String
John Hiatt - Girl on a String слова песни
Well hes got her going up and down like a yo-yoAnd she never feels better than ever, just so-soLike a shrunken head on a rear view mirrorShe rides along in his atmosphereLike furry dice or some voodoo thingHes got that girl on a stringSince they tied the knot he keeps her in stitchesAnd when she aint banged up, shes sewing his britchesLike a line between the orange juice cansShes strung out on his childish demandsTo meet him out by the backyard swingHes got that girl on a stringGirl on a string, just a little play toyGirl on a string, for a little bad boyGirl on a string, hes dragging her aroundGirl on a string, hes tying her downShe carries his baby straddled on her hipboneAnd theres another on the way, just wait till they get homeThe deeper into darkness they getThe more she sees the silhouetteOf a girl who wanted pretty thingsNot that girl on a string