Poor Little Puppet Songtext
von Jan & Dean

Once he had a mind of his own
He used to be a man amongst men
Everything went swell till he met that Jezebel
And he hasn′t been the same since then
And I doubt if he ever will again

Poor little puppet
She's got him tied to a string
That poor little thing
He does what she wants every time she moves her finger
Poor little puppet

He′s a fool, an ordinary fool
He can't tell the evil from the good
I tell him every day that he should break away
But he never seems to listen when he should
I guess it's ′cause his head is made of wood


Poor little puppet
She′s got him tied to a string
That poor little thing
He does what she wants every time she moves her finger
Poor little puppet

Hurts me so to see him pushed around
How I wish that I could set him free
Time and time again, I'm broken-hearted when
I look into the mirror and I see
That little puppet looking back at me

Poor little puppet
She′s got him tied to a string
That poor little thing
He does what she wants every time she moves her finger
Poor little puppet
Poor little puppet