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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 a frown
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 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 plaster?
Stick around while the clown who was 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?

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