Passing Strange Soundtrack Lyrics
Youth and Narrator - Keys / Marianna Lyrics
Narrator:
She had a crazy mixed up flat,
But he wasn't thinking about that.
You know the bed was kinda hard,
A prison cot cum yoga mat.
Ten thousand paintings everywhere,
She was kind of an acrobat.
Oh, you were lucky to find a chair,
The sweetest dump in which he'd sat
She had nude photos everywhere,
From freaky deeky to plain arty.
Some of her girlfriends showered there,
As you can see, Amsterdam’s a party!
