Putty in Your Arms Songtext
von The Yardbirds
Putty in Your Arms Songtext
J. Patton / K. Rogers)
You say hop and I′ll hop,
You say stop and I'll stop,
You say come and I come,
Oh anything you say I′m like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
With one wave of your hand,
I'm your slave to command,
But I′m glad it′s OK,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
You can stretch me until I'm ten feet tall,
Or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never remove me,
Without your love I ain′t nothing at all.
Oh well ah.
They say I'm a fool,
′Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I'll go on this way.
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Oh ah-ah.
You can stretch me until I′m ten feet tall,
or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never refuse me,
Without your love I ain't nothing at all.
Oh well ah.
They say I′m a fool,
'Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I′ll go on this way,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah
You say hop and I′ll hop,
You say stop and I'll stop,
You say come and I come,
Oh anything you say I′m like a hunk of clay.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
With one wave of your hand,
I'm your slave to command,
But I′m glad it′s OK,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
You can stretch me until I'm ten feet tall,
Or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never remove me,
Without your love I ain′t nothing at all.
Oh well ah.
They say I'm a fool,
′Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I'll go on this way.
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Oh ah-ah.
You can stretch me until I′m ten feet tall,
or cut me down to the size of a rubber ball.
You can use me, abuse me, but never refuse me,
Without your love I ain't nothing at all.
Oh well ah.
They say I′m a fool,
'Cos you treat me so cruel,
But I′ll go on this way,
Oh anything you say I'm like a hunk of clay.
I′m just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah.
I'm just like putty,
Putty in your hands ah-ah,
Well ah-ah
Writer(s): Harold Spina, John M Elliott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com