The Doors - People are Strange

People are Strange by The Doors People are strange when you&a stranger Faces look ugly when you&alone Women seem wicked when you&unwanted Streets are uneven when you&down When you&strange Faces come out of the rain When you&strange No one remembers your name When you&strange When you&strange When you&strange People are strange when you&a stranger Faces look ugly when you&alone Women seem wicked when you&unwanted Streets are uneven when you&down When you&strange Faces come out of the rain When you&strange No one remembers your name When you&strange When you&strange When you&strange When you&strange Faces come out of the rain When you&strange No one remembers your name When you&strange When you&strange When you&strange