|Lyrics:||Oh, hello Mr Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason|
For the thought that I caught that my head
is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin'
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on.
I was down on a
frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I
Any girl in the world could have easily known me better
She said, "You're
strange, but don't change," and I let her
In a while will the smile on my face turn to
Stick around while the clown who is sick does the trick of disaster
For the race
of my head and my face is moving much faster
Is it strange I should change? I don't know, why
don't you ask her?
Is it strange I should change? I don't know
Is it strange I should
change? I don't know