Once he had a mind of his own,   He used to me a man amongst men  Everything went swell, 'till he met that Jezebel  And he hasn't been the same since then,   And I doubt if he ever will again    (Chorus)  Poor little puppet, she's got him tied to a string  That poor little thing, he does what she wants  Every time she pulls her finger  Poor little puppet    He's a fool, an ordinary fool  He can't tell the evil from the good  I tell him every day that he should break away  But he never seems to listen when he should  I guess it's 'cause his head is made of wood    (Chorus)    Hurts me so, to see him pushed around  How I wish that I could set him free  Time and time again, I'm broken hearted when  I look into the mirror and I see,   That little puppet lookin' back at me    (Chorus)