| I’m like a puppet hanging on a string
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| With a snap of her finger how I come a running
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| You pick me up and then you let me down
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| All I know is you’d better find yourself another clown
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| Hey little girl the time has come to say
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| That I’ve got to take my love away
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| Every day that I remain
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| I know I just can’t take the pain that you will cause inside my fool heart
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| I was a plaything that you could enjoy
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| Can’t you see that I’m a real boy
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| If you think I’m made of wood
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| Then won’t you tell me why my life is shattered all to pieces
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| I’m like a puppet hanging on a string
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| With a snap of her finger how I come a running
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| You pick me up and then you let me down
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| All I know is you’d better find yourself another clown
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| How long can I act like a marionette
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| You’ve been fooling since we have met
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| Just how long do you think I can go on giving when I’m getting nothing in return
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| Baby, baby you took everything
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| And you gave me nothing in return but heartache
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| Baby, baby you’ve gotta break the string
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| I’m a real man now I’m not a wooden puppet
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| (Baby, baby you took everything)
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| (And you gave me nothing in return but heartache)
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| (Baby, baby you’ve gotta break the string)
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| (I'm a real man now I’m not a wooden puppet) |