| This is the most unusual story
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| of a most unusual girl
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| She’s the paint in my picture
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| of a most unusual world
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| She can crawl out a frame
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| while she’s hanging on the wall
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| And she’s calling my name
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| she’s not so usual
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| She’s most unusual
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| Shes not so usual
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| She’s so unusual
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| She’s mostly a ghost
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| the way she watches over me She complains when I smoke
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| but then you do the same to me She’s controlling my brain activity
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| knowing when I go to sleep
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| She’ll catch me when I’m falling hard
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| she’s so unusual
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| She’s not usual
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| She’s not usual
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| She’s so unusual
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| She’s not so hooked on the drugs like I thought she was
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| And never suckin’on the lime and hardly sippin’on the wine
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| And despite
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| of her bi-polar roller coastering
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| I think I can trust she’ll keep me singing differently
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| And that’s fine
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| 'Cause she’s with me now most all of the time
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| Trying and savin’the light
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| Thinking not of her own
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| And always kissing me goodnight
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| When I just need to be alone
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| She’s so sweet
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| So discrete
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| -She's exactly what I need
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| Not even make believe…
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| she’s not so usual…
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| She’s so unusual
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| She’s not so usual
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| So unusual
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| Oh, Not so usual
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| and not too practual either,
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| What’s that, she’s
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| not so mystical
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| but not too magical neither,
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| I said she’s
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| not so out of control
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| and not so used to the full
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| she’s not so usual
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| naw shes a natural
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| oh she’s not so usual
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| shes most usual
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| she’s not so usual
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| shes so unusual
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| shes gonna use me up shes not so you
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| shes not so you
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| not so you
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| not so" |