Isn't It Strange lyrics

Well, isn't is strange that your face is deranged

Yet I love when it laughs and it says my name

Well if you say it again, well it just might hang

And send you a telegram that dances and sings

Singin' la..., la..., la...

Well isn't it wierd, all the things we feared

How if you'd just dissapeared, I'd have to cry a million tears

And if...

They can love themselves, they ain't big enough to crawl

Screamin' why...

Climbin', and climbin', and climbin' around

It's a regular nod, a shake and a smile

That can only express these things that I'm feeling

Such a gas, when we live so fast

Today I'm sad, I've got my face in the grass

You can get me there, with your bleach blonde hair

You can pick my fruit, the way and apple picks a pear

Singing la..., la..., la...

La..., la..., la... [x3]