Quando somos estranhos (em nós)

Há canções. E depois há grandes canções que mais ninguém fará.

Esta é uma delas.

Why’s everybody actin funny?
Why’s everybody look so strange?
Why’s everybody look so nasty?
What do I want with all these things?

I went alone down to the drugstore
I went in back and took a Coke
I stood in line and ate my Twinkies
I stood in line, I had to wait

Why’s everybody actin funny?
Why’s everybody look so strange?
Why’s everybody look so pretty?
What do I want with all these things?

I went alone down to the drugstore
I went in back and took a Coke
I stood in line and ate my Twinkies
I stood in line, I had to wait

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