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