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Please mister can't you help me try to find my baby's house
It's three in the morning in the pouring rain
I can't find the house and i forgot the number
But i gotta give her these roses to relieve her pain
Don't laugh . . . just tell me you've been there before
So we fight but we fight every evening
And i tell you every morning i just love her more
And life goes on . . . filled with disasters and friction
And life can be strange
But love can be stranger than fiction
Only love can be stranger than fiction
Excuse me operator . . . tell me what time it is
Me and my lover been in bed all day
I think i strained a muscle
I didn't know i had
And tell me what day it is anyway
Don't laugh . . . just tell me you hear what i say
I love her so much i don't even know what planet i'm on
Love her so much i wish she'd just go away
And life goes on . . . filled with bizarre contradictions
And life can be strange
But love can be stranger than fiction
Only love can be stranger than fiction
I know that sometimes love goes
But sometimes it comes back to getcha
And when love grows
It grows like a flower or grows like a tumor
Love shows that god has a sense of humor
Life goes on . . . ever immune to prediction
And life can be strange
But love can be stranger than fiction
Only love can be stranger than fiction
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