devendra banhart
hey miss cain
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