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The Doors

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.



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When you're strange

Faces come out of the rain.

When you're strange

No one remembers your name

When you're strange,

When you're strange,

When you're strange.



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Chorus.

All right, yeah!



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