She's so strange
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And she wore a black moustache
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And she pilfered all the petty cash
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She went to Birmingham
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She'll soon be in the can
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She's so cruel
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And she knew just what to do
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And while the cats were all sniffing glue
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They played their silly games
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And now they'll take the blame
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What she'd done
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And she didn't know quite what she did
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And they told her that she better had
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So now she starts to cry
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Without a reason why
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She's so poor
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And only now she's looking back
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She sees her story on a paperback
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What will become of her
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There's not much left for her
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She's So Strange
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| Travis |
