You
love to tell me who I
am an d tell me who I ain't
Tell me I should speak my mind unless you
don't like what I got to say
Tell me how to wear my hair an d
put more makeup on my face
Go on, tell me, girl, cut loose
Then you keep a tight grip on my reins
Well, okay
Ooh, puppet on your string
Ooh, throw me into the ring
Oh, what a shame
You can't win
I'm stuck in the game
But I'm running
Oh, for the money
Oh, for the show
I'm just another toy pony in a
plastic rodeo
When nothing's ever as it seems,
the man behind the machine
He'll make you sell your soul and cut
holes in your rip -off dream s
I put the blood, sweat,
and tears into a ten -year plan
Colorado to
Hollywood and buy some
Tennessee land
But I was just a pawn,
I put my fate in your hands
Run to
Vance, do the dance, goddamn the man
Oh, what a shame, you can't win
I'm stuck in the game,
but I bought in
It's all for the money, all for the show
I'm just another toy pony in a
plastico rodeo
You put a wild horse into a dollhouse
You told her all around
to let her down
You took a wild horse,
gave her the runaround
And she's still running round,
and I'm still running round
Yeah, I'm still runnin' round
Oh, what a shame
You can't win
I'm stuck in the game
But we're all on it
All for the money
All for the show
I'm just another toy pony
I'm just another toy pony
I'm just another toy pony
I'm a plastic rodeo
Oh -oh -oh, oh -oh -oh,
oh -oh -oh
It's a plastic rodeo
I'm just another toy pony