Song | Girl On A String |
Artist | John Hiatt |
Album | Riding With The King |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hiatt | |
Well hes 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 | |
Hes got that girl on a string | |
Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches | |
And when she ain't banged up, shes sewing his britches | |
Like a line between the orange juice cans | |
Shes strung out on his childish demands | |
To meet him out by the backyard swing | |
Hes 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, hes dragging her around | |
Girl on a string, hes tying her down | |
She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone | |
And theres 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 string |
zuo ci : Hiatt | |
Well hes got her going up and down like a yoyo | |
And she never feels better than ever, just soso | |
Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror | |
She rides along in his atmosphere | |
Like furry dice or some voodoo thing | |
Hes got that girl on a string | |
Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches | |
And when she ain' t banged up, shes sewing his britches | |
Like a line between the orange juice cans | |
Shes strung out on his childish demands | |
To meet him out by the backyard swing | |
Hes 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, hes dragging her around | |
Girl on a string, hes tying her down | |
She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone | |
And theres 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 string |
zuò cí : Hiatt | |
Well hes got her going up and down like a yoyo | |
And she never feels better than ever, just soso | |
Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror | |
She rides along in his atmosphere | |
Like furry dice or some voodoo thing | |
Hes got that girl on a string | |
Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches | |
And when she ain' t banged up, shes sewing his britches | |
Like a line between the orange juice cans | |
Shes strung out on his childish demands | |
To meet him out by the backyard swing | |
Hes 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, hes dragging her around | |
Girl on a string, hes tying her down | |
She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone | |
And theres 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 string |