Lo-ove
Love is strange, yeah-yeah-yeah
Lots of people 
Take it for a pain 
Once you've got it
You never wanna quit, no-oh-no
After you've had it
You're in an awful fit

Love is strange
Love is strange 

Hey, Don!
What, Phil? 
How would you call your baby home? 
Well, if I needed her real bad
I guess I would call her like this 

Baby
Oh sweet baby 
My sweet baby
 [bad word] home 

Yeah, that ought to bring her home, Don! 

People 
Don't understand, oh-oh-no
They think love is 
Money in the hand 
Your sweet lovin' 
Is better than a kiss, yeah-yeah-yeah
When you left me
Sweet kisses I miss 

Love is strange
Love is strange