Straaaannnnggeee....
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Ow, fine lady
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Ow
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I like the way she walks
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I like the way she talks
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she turns me on with a special concern
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now I'm a different guy
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and I don't compare to many
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but next to her I'm plain ordinary
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Not many can see the light blue aura
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that surrounds the girl wherever in the world
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she's a 9, a 10 a 25th
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she's bittersweet and .....
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She's strange
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and I like it
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She's strange
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Just the way she is
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Strange
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Walking down the avenue
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She's strange
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Always doing something new
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She's the kind of person everybody knows
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She reeks distinction from head to toe
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She's my twilight zone, my Al Capone
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She's my rolling stones and my Ava Perone
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And I like it
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Yes I like it
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I like it
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The way she wears her hair
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And I like it
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Oh oh
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I like it
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In room 123, she elusive you see, like the invisible man in drag,
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and when you come to meet her, you'll never greet her, she'll be waving her skirt as a flag,
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Like the cold in October she'll take you right over,
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It's not mean to be facetious
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and that look in her eye says your the guy she plans to spend this evening with
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She's strange
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and I like it
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She's strange
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Just the way she is
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Strange
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Walking down the avenue
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She's strange
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Always doing something new
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No, No, No, No, No
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Knock me off my feet,
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Strange
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She's Strange
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| Cameo |
