Well it can get you in the back boy. Or you can lie around in roses. Or maybe walk around wonderin'. You know goin' through the motions. Chorus. Hey ain't love strange?. Hey ain't love strange?. Boy talk about changes. Ain't love strange?. . Cause it can make you string barb-wire. Around your little piece of ground. For emotional protection. Oh but it's too late now. (Repeat Chorus). Some keep tryin' it giving and denying it. And I don't know why it is I guess you never quit. Tryin' to make sense of it. . Cause it can feel like perfection. But never all the time. And you don't wanna be alone again. Oh my my