(poole/martin/poole)







Baby, watch the fire, it's making for the bed

And i don't wanna see you laying in the flames

Being burned and bruised on something they said



Well what's the matter

Are your dreams all shattered and torn?

And do you wanna make a poor girl lose it all?



They say she's strange

Strange, strange, strange, strange

Yeah, she's strange

Strange, strange, strange, strange



Thanks to you she's gone, never said goodbye

And don't be sorry, she'll be better off alone

With the burns and the bruises in another sky



Well what's the matter

Are your dreams all shattered and torn?

And do you wanna make a poor girl lose it all?



You've won now, she's gone

Gone, gone, gone, gone

Yeah, she's gone

Gone, gone, gone, gone



Yeah, she's strange

Strange, strange, strange, strange

Yeah, she's strange

Strange, strange, strange, strange






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