Cinderella Songtext

I left my Cinderella at the pay phone with a pocket full of dimes
I get the feeling she still is searching, gonna leave me behind
When she comes to see me, when she comes...
CHORUS:
My Cinderella, gone in a day
Maybe it's better having her stay
Bullets and breakdowns,
Raindrops like lead,
My Cinderella, My Cinderella...
My days are numbered, I'm feathered and plundered (I can't say that I mind)