Well, you hit me like a flood, leave me like a drop in the ocean Give me four on the floor and six by the dozen Be the life of the party, 'cause everybody's dying to meet you They say your body is a palace, but your mind is a ghetto And she said, "Stranger (stranger) things Are happening (happening) to me." I feel like ten men Nine dead and one dying Well, tonight I realized that it only takes a river to rouse her When every night of the week is decorated in her honour Wrapped around her finger, waiting for the riches to roll in She's hiding 'round the edges, it's cold in the middle And she said, "Stranger (stranger) things Are happening (happening) to me." I feel like ten men Nine dead and one dying I feel like ten men Nine dead and one dying Dying Dying Dying Dying Dying