Oh my word, it must be a trap Where’d you learn how to love me like that Honeybee, boy I’ve been stung Poetry drippin’ off of your tongue I drink it up like it’s red wine Now I can’t walk in a straight line I don’t think my legs even function And now I’m not getting any work done
Well does it make you happy To tie me up with five different strings And pull me like a babydoll Oh oh oh, I know You think that you can make me Turn into the girl of your dreams But I am not your babydoll Oh oh oh Fairy dust and cupid’s arrows My poor heart doesn’t know what I know Shame on me, that’s what I get You play with me like a marionette Swing me ‘round by a shoelace Stuff me into your suitcase Fly all over the country Take me out when you’re feelin’ lonely Well does it make you happy To tie me up with five different strings And pull me like a babydoll Oh oh oh, I know You think that you can make me Turn into the girl of your dreams But I am not your babydoll Oh oh oh It must be nice to have someone fill all the spaces of your life Oh but I’m not made in liquid form The rope is tight, and I can’t reach the phone while trying to perform I need a knife so I can cut the cord Well does it make you happy To tie me up with five different strings And pull me like a babydoll Oh oh oh, I know You think that you can make me Turn into the girl of your dreams But I am not your babydoll Oh oh oh