1. Strange


She had the grace of dreidel
Spinning across the country floor
Never one for waiting
Stuck between the sand and the shore

Well I can see the land of plenty
From my place in line
She cut in line (you'll notice)
Ain't it strange (You'll notice)

Thought she would live forever
Thought I'd be holding the door for her
She got what she bargained for
Just wanted a little bit more

I walk to the wishing well
Throw my dimes in and say a prayer