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Texty: The Doors. People Are Stranged.

People are strange When you're a stranger
Faces look ugly When you're alone

Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down

When you're strange faces come out in the rain

When you're strange no one remembers your name

when you're strange when you're strangewhen you're strange All right yeah