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Strangers Video (MV)




Performed By: Brian B-Flat Cook
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: BRIAN COOK




Brian B-Flat Cook - Strangers Lyrics
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I know your favorite color's red
And that your birthmark's on your right leg
Remember that fight in the tenth grade
I swear you pulled her hair out her head
You and your Dad don't get along
But still you want to be just like him
You definitely know right from wrong, girl
But if they cross you you'll come right out fightin'
That's why I can't comprehend how
How did we get to this place
Who knew we'd end up in the same place
Why is it when we face-to-face
We pretendin' like we are strangers
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange
You were present at my first game
Afterwards I came to greet you, greet you, greet you
Remember how I once loved to paint
And good day or bad I had to see you
My Mom asked about you yesterday
I told her I ain't seen you, seen you, seen you
But if i go to the mall today
Nine times out of ten that's where you'll be too, girl
But when i see you, girl
How did we get to this place
Who knew we'd end up in the same place
Why is it when we face-to-face
We pretendin' like we are strangers
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange
Funny how somebody knows you
Better than you know yourself
But since our hearts are not for sale
There's nothin' to say except fail
I bid you adieu, ciao, farewell
Oh, girl
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I know your favorite color's red
And that your birthmark's on your right leg
Remember that fight in the tenth grade
I swear you pulled her hair out her head
You and your Dad don't get along
But still you want to be just like him
You definitely know right from wrong, girl
But if they cross you you'll come right out fightin'
That's why I can't comprehend how
How did we get to this place
Who knew we'd end up in the same place
Why is it when we face-to-face
We pretendin' like we are strangers
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange
You were present at my first game
Afterwards I came to greet you, greet you, greet you
Remember how I once loved to paint
And good day or bad I had to see you
My Mom asked about you yesterday
I told her I ain't seen you, seen you, seen you
But if i go to the mall today
Nine times out of ten that's where you'll be too, girl
But when i see you, girl
How did we get to this place
Who knew we'd end up in the same place
Why is it when we face-to-face
We pretendin' like we are strangers
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange, girl
Isn't it strange
Funny how somebody knows you
Better than you know yourself
But since our hearts are not for sale
There's nothin' to say except fail
I bid you adieu, ciao, farewell
Oh, girl
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Writer: BRIAN COOK
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave


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