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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) It might have been time. But when she comes to see me, when she comes... Aus Songtexte Mania