No one knows where she comes from
Maybe she's a devil in disguise
I can tell by looking in her eyes

Little Miss Strange
Little Miss Strange

Little Miss Strange came into my parlor
I don't know just what to ask her
I don't remember what we did after

Little Miss Strange
Little Miss Strange

Little Miss Strange came out of the darkness
Walked across my head, I stood beneath the light
I'm talkin' 'bout the dream I had the other night

Little Miss Strange
Little Miss Strange

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Noel David Redding