| Your hair’s as red as your temper I cannot help but be tender The words you say can make me weak You are my perfect beautiful freak My beautiful freak Friday night by the red doors Starlight follows our detours I tend to jump whenever you speak You are my perfect beautiful freak My beautiful freak We carry luggage with history But I can solve this mystery Of how two shipwrecks came to meet We are both such beautiful freaks Such beautiful freaks - shambo, nowheresville - |
| Beautiful Freak |