Strange Condition

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...

‘Cause I wanna know,

Yeah I gotta know