This is the most unusual story
of a most unusual girl
She′s the paint in my picture
of a most unusual world
She can crawl out a frame
while she′s hanging on the wall
And she′s calling my name
she′s not so usual
Shes not so usual
She′s mostly a ghost
the way she watches over me
She complains when I smoke
but then you do the same to me
She′s controlling my brain activity
knowing when I go to sleep
She′ll catch me when I′m falling hard
she′s most unusual
She′s not so usual
She′s not so usual
She′s not so usual
She′s not so
hooked on the drugs like I thought that she was
And never suckin′ on the lime and hardly sippin′ on the wine
And despite
of her bi-polar roller coastering
I think I can trust she′ll keep me singing differently
And that′s fine
′Cause she′s with me now most all of the time
Trying and savin′ my life
Thinking not of her own
And always kissing me goodnight
When I just need to be alone
She′s so sweet
So discrete
-She′s exactly what I need
Not even make believe...
She′s not so usual...
She′s not so u...
She′s not so not so usual
Oh, Not so usual
and not too practual either,
I say
not so not so mystical
but not so magical neither,
because she say so
and not so out of control
and not so into the full
she′s not so usual
naw she′s a natural
oh she′s not so
usual
she wants to do us all
she′s not so you
oh she′s not so you
not so no