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Well, I woke up this morning a girl in my bed How did she get Was it something I said? I don't understand it but somehow it She visits me in invisible
and over I try to explain How did girl get into my veins? Did somebody send Was it my velvet wings? And how does she touch my strings?
Invisible strings, invisible These are a few of my things Now it's all over the fat lady sings I'll still be playing my strings
Well, she don't have a world of her own Maybe she's using me just like a And sometimes she's cool and sometimes she And I'm all tangled up in strings
Invisible strings, strings These are a few of my things When wearing black and I'm wearing wings We'll still be playing invisible strings
Well, she never leaves, I'm alone I ain't in the but she's still calling home I to lose her watch the TV But that woman's picking on me
Well, there's strings round my body, strings my heart I'd like to know the string pulling starts I'd anything to meet the angel who sends Invisible ink to my pen Give me once
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my favorite When you're wearing and I'm wearing wings still be playing our invisible strings, oh yeah
Invisible strings, invisible Well, these are a few of my things Now it's all over when the fat sings still be playing our invisible strings, oh oh oh yeah
Invisible strings, invisible Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh (We'll still be playing our strings)