You are / A bi-o-logical mistake
You are / a blot upon the
Landscape
The world can / well do
Without the
Likes of you
N’ time waits
For no-one
N’ no-one
Waits for you
N’ you think
That that is strange
But I know
Know it’s true
S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-girl
S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-
S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-girl
S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-
You are / A little de-ranged
I see it / In the games that you play
It’s almost / As if their’s no bra-in
To guide your / Your sense of shame
I Would / Like to purchase
A Genetic / Puncture kit
Just to / To try ‘n’ fix
Fix up / How you tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick
CHORUS
You are strange / Oh so strange
A little de-ranged-girl
You are strange, strange, strange
Oh so strange
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