This is the song of little Jo
She’s not the girl I used to know
Forever screaming all the day and night
She used to be a diplomat
But now she’s down the laundromat
They washed her mind
And now she finds it hard
Oh, I know her name
But now she never seems the same
She don’t talk to me
Cause she can’t take no sympathy
Because she’s highly strung
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
Highly strung
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
She’s stepping out upon the ledge
She’s got a gun against her head
She’s wired up to blow
The power line
She’s walking out upon the knife
She’ll take you to the edge of life
Just like the song
The pressure’s on again
Oh, I know her name
Oh, but now she never seems the same
She don’t talk to me
Cause she can’t take no sympathy
Because she’s highly strung
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
Highly strung
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
Oh, I know her name
Oh, but now she never seems the same
She don’t talk to me
Cause she can’t take no sympathy
Because she’s highly strung (highly strung)
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
Highly strung (she’s high)
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
Highly strung (highly strung)
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
Highly strung (she’s high)
Oh, highly strung, she’s undone
This is the song of little Jo
She’s not the girl I used to know
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