Love, love is strange

Lots of people take it for pain

Once you've got it, you never wanna quit

After you've had it, you're havin' awful fits

Love is strange, love is strange



(spoken):

Phil: Hey, Don?

Don: What, Phil?

Phil: How would you call your baby home?

Don: Well, if I needed her real bad, I guess I would call her like this

(sung):

Baby, oh sweet baby

My sweet baby, please come home

(spoken):

Phil: Yeah, that ought to bring her home, Don!



People don't understand

They think love is money in the hand

Your sweet lovin' is better than a kiss

When you left me, sweet kisses I miss

Love is strange, love is strange