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Hi Mrs. Cain, thanks for the phone call
Isn't it, isn't it strange
Oh things do change, oh they don't change at all
Isn't it, isn't it strange
Oh some things go, oh some things do remain
Isn't it, isn't it strange
Isn't it, isn't it strange
Blood in the veins, and love that's all over
You've got blood in your veins, and love felt all over
Isn't it, isn't it strange
Isn't it, isn't it strange
Isn't it, isn't it strange
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