Strange How funny things can be Strange The things you said to me Strange I could have laughed until I cried Strange I could have took you for my bride
Here she comes, miss tomorrow Here she comes (Here she comes) Miss tomorrow Here she comes, miss tomorrow Here she comes (Here she comes) Miss tomorrow
Cold You left me froze to the bone Cold Your lips were like kissing stone Love You said that love is all you need Cold You taught The Beatles let it bleed
Here she comes, miss tomorrow Here she comes (Here she comes) Miss tomorrow Here she comes, miss tomorrow Here she comes (Here she comes) Miss tomorrow