A Little Strange - John Martyn, Leon Ware, T-Boy Ross
    She's a little strange

    Just a little strange
    A little strange...

    I would walk a city mile
    Just to see that silly smile,
    She's a little strange.
    I would walk that county road,
    Even though I'm always told
    She's a little strange.

    She's just a little strange;
    She's just a little strange.
    Just a little strange.
    That's all, just a little strange.

    If you ask her, she'll tell you she's fine.
    If you ask me, I will put it on the line.
    If she asked me, I might be so truthless.
    If she asked me, I might be ruthless.

    I'm a little strange.
    I'm just a little strange.
    I'm a little strange;
    I'm just a little strange.

    When it comes to being certain,
    You can tell she's not so sure:
    She's just a little strange.
    When it comes down to my smile,
    I swear I know just who I'm smiling for.

    Well just a little strange,
    Just a little strange.
    Yeah just a little strange, brother,
    She at least is just a little strange.

    When I come down to the corner,
    She's been known to walk right by;
    She's a little strange.
    When she walks down to the highway,
    She somehow seems invisible.

    Just a little strange,
    Well just a little strange.
    Just a little strange.
    Just a little strange.

    I would walk a city mile,
    Just to see that silly smile:
    She's just so lovely strange.
    When it comes to being certain,
    You can tell she's not so sure.
    She's a little strange.

    Just a little strange.
    Well just a little strange, you and me.
    Just a little strange; just a little strange.
    Just a little strange; just a little strange.
    Just a little strange...
     

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