One flash of revelation, may never strike you twice.
One little touch of inspiration, going to sweeten your life.
All the goodness in your secret self,
All the friends that you can call on for help.
All the ways you have to make people cry;
All the ways you have to make yourself try.
She's a little strange
Just a little strange
A little strange...
I would walk a city mile
Just to see that silly smile,
She's a little strange.
Tell me, tell me:
Who are they? Tell me,
Who are they? Tell me,
Who are they to tell you, how to love.
When I was little, they took me to school;
Tried to teach me just how to learn.
Numb you, tell you everything I done on me;
I swear, I had to earn it.
Step it up, step it up;
Step it up, step it up.
Carmine...
Carmine, turn the screw and drive me mad.
Come on, Carmine, everything I touch goes bad.
Oh Carmine, believe I'll catch you when you fall.
She's a lover, that's what she is, natural born.
She's a lover, that's what she is, natural born.
I can tell from a mile away,
She can't keep that smile away from me.
I can tell by everything she says,
That girl's a lover, that girl's a lover.
(She's a lover, she's a lover)
Don't turn on the light
Don't turn on the light
I fear the twilight coming down
I don't want them to know that I am home
Improvised jazz session with the John Stevens Dance Orchestra.
Improvised jazz session with the John Stevens Dance Orchestra.
Improvised jazz session with the John Stevens Dance Orchestra.
