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