Well, hello Mr. Soul I dropped by to pick up a reason For the thought that I caught that my head Was 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 the ground When the messenger brought me a letter I was raised by the praise of a fan Who said I upset her
Any girl in the world Could have easily known me much better She said: "you're strange, But don't change!" and I let her
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In a while will the smile On my face turn to plaster? 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, why don't you ask her? 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, why don't you ask her?
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