Aint Love Strange - Paul Thorn

Down at Donnie’s strip club

They all know my name

I can’t get a woman

So I sit beside the stage

I think Heather really likes me

As she wiggles in my face

Takes my forty dollars

Turns and walks away

Ain’t love strange

They honeymooned a week or two

Until the thrill was gone

Now down the street those newlyweds

Been fighting all night long

Through a hail of flying dishes

The police finally came

They hauled 'em off in separate cars

With cuff and ankle chains

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

Two gay nympho Quakers

On the Jerry Springer show

Came strutting out in lingerie

To let their family know

Their daddy lost his temper

When they walked out on the stage

Their mama said, «I love my sons

No matter how they’ve changed»

Ain’t love strange

Ten roosters in the barnyard

And just one little hen

They jockey for position

By c***-a-doodle-in'

They flap their wings

And strut around

Sometimes they fight all day

Those fresh eggs ain’t the only thing

That’s needing to get laid

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

Now God and mama

Will love you unconditionally

Your woman will love you

If you’re faithful

Your dog will love you

If you throw him a bone

The devil will love you

If you sin

Your children will love you

If you buy them some candy

And I will love you

If you put on that

Blue and white polka-dot miniskirt

With black stiletto heels

And just let me sit back

And watch you do an interpretive dance

To this little groove I got going, one, two

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

I can’t figure it

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange

Ain’t love strange

Ain’t love stra-a-a-a-a-a-ange