Alice, you're as strange as ever
'Cause whenever you come on by
You welcome me over your shoulder
Then you hang me out to dryAre you mean because it's in your nature?
For me it's kind of hard to tell
The boys say, "Can't you see she hates you?"
I think you're lonely as a cheap motelBut in your eyes, tell me what I see
Just a hint of love peeking out at me
I don't care how small just a little taste
Might not be for me at all
But Alice, don't let it go to wasteAlice, you would walk for miles
For the chance to put me in my place
Beg me to come a little closer
Then you tell me I'm a big disgraceYour mama was a double martini
And your daddy gave up wearing clothes
Now you're as cold as the Arctic Circle
Living where nobody goesBut in your eyes, tell me what I see
Just a hint of love peeking out at me
I don't care how small, just a little taste
Might not be for me at all
But Alice, don't let it go to wasteYou start and won't stop laughing
When I try to hold you tight
I think you're as lonely as a Sunday morning
That's never had a Saturday night
Songwriters
GREG TROOPERPublished by
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