Through the back door, my pounding Up the well it's dark and dingy I can feel the cold on my fingertips What is power you have over me?
You with your black and your red dress In the afternoon the sun shines on temple All the Mexicans freedom But you're not like them, you got a heart of ink
And I met you, I'm a stranger to myself I met you I'm a stranger to my to myself, oh
So women walking beautiful With L.A. and eyes big as basketballs But you've got a cold look that could paint them And I care if it's good or evil
I met you I'm a stranger to myself, oh Since I met you I'm a to my to myself, oh
I can your footsteps on the floor Devil or angel and let me through your door door, oh move
Since I met you, I'm a to myself Since I met you, I'm a stranger to Oh, since I met you, I'm a to myself Oh, I met you, I'm a stranger to my to myself, oh, oh
(Stranger to myself, oh a to myself) (Stranger to myself, whoa, a stranger) To, to (Stranger to myself, oh a to myself) Oh, a (Stranger to myself, oh a stranger)
You know, darling, the day I met you I'm just a long, tall, dark, (Stranger to myself, oh a to myself) Stranger to myself, oh a (Stranger to myself, oh a stranger) (Stranger to myself, oh a to myself) (Stranger to myself, oh a stranger) Oh, ooh (Stranger to myself, oh a to myself) (Stranger to myself)