Ant Smith

Love

Strange Girl

You are

A bi-o-logical mistake

You are

a blot upon the

Landscape

The world can

well do

Without the

Likes of you

N’ time waits

For no-one

N’ no-one

Waits for you

N’ you think

That that is strange

But I know

Know it’s true

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-girl

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-girl

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-

You are

A little de-ranged

I see it

In the games that you play

It’s almost

As if their’s no bra-in

To guide your

Your sense of shame

I Would

Like to purchase

A Genetic

Puncture kit

Just to

To try ‘n’ fix

Fix up

How you tick, tick, Tick, tick, tick

N’ time waits

For no-one

N’ no-one

Waits for you

N’ you think

That that is strange

But I know

Know it’s true

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-girl

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-girl

S.T.R.-A.N.G.-E, Strange-

You are strange

Oh so strange

A little de-ranged-girl

You are strange, strange, strange

Oh so strange

Love