Strange Love

I see the look on your face
Down on Kent Street
With the transient low tide
Taking you for the slow ride
Swear she took me to space
Backseat of her cabrio La Mille
She’s an alpha and omega
I don’t sleep anymore
The doctor said it’s kinda fun to voodoo
Got that California voodoo
For your hot skin
Hot skin
Hot skin workin' on the
Hot skin workin' on the weekend
Workin' on the weekend
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
It’s a strange love
Strange love
Strange love
Strange love
Strange love