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Well, I woke up this morning here's a in my bed How did she get there? Was it something I I don't understand it but somehow it She me in invisible dreams
Over and I try to explain How did girl get into my veins? Did send her? Was it my velvet wings? And how does she touch my strings?
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my favorite Now it's all over when the fat lady I'll be playing my invisible strings
Well, maybe she don't a world of her own Maybe she's using me just like a And sometimes cool and sometimes she stings And I'm all up in invisible strings
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my favorite When you're black and I'm wearing wings We'll be playing those 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 always picking on me
Well, there's strings round my body, strings my heart I'd like to where the string pulling starts I'd give anything to the angel who sends ink to my invisible pen Give me again
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my favorite When wearing black and I'm wearing wings We'll still be playing our strings, oh yeah
Invisible strings, invisible Well, these are a few of my favorite Now it's all over when the fat sings We'll still be playing our strings, oh oh oh yeah
Invisible strings, strings Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh (We'll be playing our invisible strings)