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Well, I up this morning here's a girl in my bed How did she get there? Was it I said? I don't understand it but somehow it She me in invisible dreams
Over and I try to explain How did that girl get my veins? Did send her? Was it my velvet wings? And how does she my invisible strings?
Invisible strings, invisible These are a few of my favorite Now it's all over the fat lady sings still be playing my invisible strings
Well, maybe she don't a world of her own Maybe using me just like a phone And sometimes she's cool and she stings And I'm all tangled up in strings
strings, invisible strings These are a few of my things you're wearing 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 woman's always picking on me
Well, there's strings my body, strings round my heart I'd like to know where the string 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 things When you're black and I'm wearing wings still be playing our invisible strings, oh yeah
Invisible strings, strings Well, these are a few of my things Now all over when the fat lady 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 our invisible strings)