Putty (in Your Hands) Songtext - The Detroit Cobras

Putty (in Your Hands) - The Detroit Cobras

You say hop, and I hop
You say stop, and I stop
You say jump, and I jump
Anything you say, I'm like a hunk of clay

I'm just like putty, putty in your hands, uh huh, uh huh

With a wave of your hand (putty, putty)
I'm your slave to command (putty, putty)
And I'll go on display
Anything you say, I'm like a hunk of clay

I'm just like putty, putty in your hands, uh huh, uh huh

You can stretch me till I'm ten feet tall
Then rub me down to the size of a rubber ball
You can use me, abuse me, but don't refuse me
Without your love, I ain't nothing at all

Ohh, they say I'm a fool (putty, putty)
'Cause you treat me so cruel (putty, putty)
But I go on this way
Anything you say, I'm like a hunk of clay

I'm just like putty, putty in your hands, uh huh
I'm just like putty in your hands
Putty, putty in your hands, uh huh, uh huh

You can stretch me till I'm ten feet tall
Then rub me down to the size of a rubber ball
You can use me, abuse me, but don't refuse me
Without your love, I ain't nothing at all

Ohh, they say I'm a fool (putty, putty)
'Cause you treat me so cruel (putty, putty)
But I go on this way
Till my dying day, I'm like a hunk of clay

I'm just like putty, putty in your hands, uh huh
I'm just like putty in your hands
Putty, putty in your hands, uh huh, uh huh

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