Strange Condition - Live at the Roxy, Los Angeles, CA - June 2001

Read me the letter, baby
Do not leave out the words
Stories and cigarettes ruined lives of lesser girls
And I wanna know
'Cause I want you to know

And it's a strange condition
A day in prison
It's got me out of my head
And I don't know what I came for

Send me the money baby
Do not leave out the wage
You know you're the best thing ever
To come out of this place
Hey I want you to know
'Cause I wanna know

And it's a strange condition
A day in prison
It's got me out of my head
And I don't know what I came for
I want you to know

It's a strange condition
A day in prison
It's got me out of my head

And I don't know what I came for
I want you to know

I want you to know
So leave out the others, baby
Say I'm the only one
Cut out the uniforms
And settle with the sun

Hey I want you to know

'Cause I wanna know
And it's a strange condition
And life in prison
It's got me outta my head
And I don't know what I came for

I want you to know

I want you to know
I want you to know
Yeah I want you to know
I want you to know
Yeah I want you to know
I want you to know
'Cause I gotta know
Yeah I gotta know
Yeah I gotta know
Yeah I gotta know



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Writer(s): Peter J. Yorn
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