How content are with ones with simple demands?
They meet their fiancés, cherry picking out in Canada
While cursing the river, a seven fingered man
His three sleepless wives, all equally sick of him
Honey, I left to see some action
What's with all this swamp?
All I'm passing are hospitals and space-camps
Nobody is asking me, "What about your other?"
If they did, I'd tell them you're a
Stranger in India
I'm gonna be creepin' on you so hard
You're seducin' Tibetan pop stars and
Wreckin' motor cars
I know it's true, this is wrong love
Why is everything so expensive?
Maybe in two years you can forgive me
I'll be living kinder, I'll have found my place as a
Stranger in India
I'm gonna be creepin' on you so hard
You're seducin' Tibetan pop stars and
Wreckin' motorcars
A stranger in India
But I'm doing okay so far
I'm just waiting on feathers and tar
You are the only one, you are
Nobody deserves you the way that I do
And nobody deserves you the way that I do
Nobody deserves you the way that I do
And nobody deserves you the way that I do
Come home, my stranger in India
Because waiting on you is too hard
The reason I haven't written back is because
I'm doing all that bad shit I was
My love is average
I obey an average law
My love is average
I obey an average law
