| Hey there little puppet girl
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| How d’you learn to talk that way?
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| Hey there little puppet girl girl
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| Who put the mouth in all the things you say?
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| Hey little puppet girl
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| Now it’s time to sing and dance
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| We build your reputation
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| To fade away the very day
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| You cut, cut, cut, cut, cut your string
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| I looked in the office mirror
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| And I saw that our faces matched
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| I looked at their offer
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| And I saw the strings attached
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| They said that any girl
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| Would be impressed but still
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| It’s better than being tied
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| To the kitchen sink
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| Or stuck at the checkout till
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| I ran out screaming
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| And of course it commenced to rain
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| My ears were ringing
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| And my cheeks were tear-stained
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| Then her words came back to me
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| She said: «judge me if you dare»
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| «When I look in the mirror
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| I don’t see a puppet
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| I see a millionaire»
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| Hey little puppet girl
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| Now it’s time to sing and dance
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| We’ll ruin your reputation
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| On the day you break away
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| And try to cut, cut, cut, cut, cut your string
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| Hey there little puppet girl
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| Hey there… cut, cut, cut, cut, cut it! |