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