Well, you hit me like a flood, leave me like a drop in the ocean
Give me four on the floor and six by the dozen
Be the life of the party, 'cause everybody's dying to meet you
They say your body is a palace, but your mind is a ghetto
And she said,
"Stranger
(stranger) things
Are happening
(happening) to me."
I feel like ten men
Nine dead and one dying
Well, tonight I realized that it only takes a river to rouse her
When every night of the week is decorated in her honour
Wrapped around her finger, waiting for the riches to roll in
She's hiding 'round the edges, it's cold in the middle
And she said,
"Stranger
(stranger) things
Are happening
(happening) to me."
I feel like ten men
Nine dead and one dying
I feel like ten men
Nine dead and one dying
Dying
Dying
Dying
Dying
Dying
