I left my Cinderella at the payphone, with a pocket full of dimes
I get the feeling she's still researching, gonna leave me behind
When she comes to see me
When she comes
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…
My Cinderella, gone in a day
Maybe it's better having her stay
Bullets and breakdowns,
Raindrops like lead,
My Cinderella, My Cinderella…
(Oooh) my Cinder- my Cinder- my Cinderella
(Oooh) my my my my my my my my my
When she comes
When she comes