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Puppets The way I said a word today Really scared me I felt my mouth move in much the same way As yours would have And to think that it was you It was you who said No strings attached, baby I said you hand me a line like that And then you keep me dangling on I said you hand me a line like that And then you keep me dangling... You watch me hang But it's purely unintentional And pretty soon You'll be doing me, now If only I could love, if I could really love you You could learn your own Nuance Then when you lift the strings and Find yourself Wanting your arms around me (as I have wanted your arms around me for so long) You'll feel the danger in imitation It's like voodoo Or something, doll What are you feeling Is it my sympathy My sym pathy The way I said a word today Really scared me I felt my mouth move It moved in much the same way As yours Would have [based on an original poem by Liz Belile -- used with permission]