Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
The Faders
Interprétation
Molly Lorenne
Guitare
Toy
Chant
Cherisse Osei
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Mark Taylor
Composition
Jeff Taylor
Composition
Cheryl Parker
Composition
Sara Eker
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mark Taylor
Production
Jeff Taylor
Co‑production
Ren Swan
Ingénierie de prise de son
Alex Smith
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
No one seems to know where you live
Who you are or where you came from
Everybodys so negative
They treat you like,
Like you don't belong
But there's something about you
That's gotta hold of me
You walk for hours in
The pouring rain
You keep my picture in
A broken frame
You leave dead flowers
Spelling out my name
You're such a strange boy
You're my strange boy
You're such a strange boy
My strange boy
You never listen to the radio
Cut you're hair or ware the right clothes
You always seem to go against the flow
But you know who you wana be
And there's something about you
That's gotta hold of me
You walk for hours in
The pouring rain
You keep my picture in
A broken frame
You leave dead flowers
Spelling out my name
You're such a strange boy
You're my strange boy
You're such a strange boy
My strange boy
I don't care what they say
'Cos they don't understand
You and me we're the same
And we don't give a damn
So let me come into your world
And we can run away
You walk for hours in
The pouring rain
You keep my picture in
A broken frame
You leave dead flowers
Spelling out my name
You're such a strange boy
You're my strange boy
You're such a strange boy
My strange boy
Writer(s): Mark Taylor
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