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 ©1968 Joint Music