When everyone was doing drugs,
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we were just doing love
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A stranger said you're strange like me
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Ana, our dreams are coming true
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Don't tell me that a day will come
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when we dress like everyone
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cuz I can tell you're strange like me
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Don't say the hour's growing late
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Don't say we should be going straight
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cuz I can tell you're strange like me
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And dreams can still come true,
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and it's coming true for you
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Strange
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| The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart |
