Songtexte Cindy (Single Version - 1979) - Bruce Springsteen

I pick you up with flowers, when you get off from work
It's like you don't even care, it's like I'm some kind of jerk
I take you out on a date and then you won't even kiss me
Boy, when I ain't around, I'll bet you don't even miss me

I don't know why
I love you like I do
I try and try
You treat me like a fool
It makes me wanna cry
It makes me feel so blue
But I just do, baby, I just do

I call you up just to pass the time
Soon as you hear my voice, you disconnect the line
And when I call you back, your mother says you ain't home
Cindy, I know that's you on the other end of this phone

Oh, in this world
There ain't another like you
My little candy girl
So hard-heated and cruel
I think that's what
Keeps me coming back
I'm a fool for you, Cindy and I like it like that

I came to get you last night, Cindy, at quarter to six
Your daddy came to the door, he said "Cindy got sick"
"She got sent home from work, with a note from the nurse"
And that my very own presence would make your condition worse

But it ain't your health
'Cause well you sure look fine
Little girl it's something else
That's on my mind, mind
Whatever you've got
Well, you can give it to me
'Cause if it's good enough for you, it's good enough for me

I don't know why
I love you like I do
You make me cry
And feel like such a fool
I guess I like
It when you hurt me this way
You dish it out and I just put it away