Jimi Hendrix - Little Miss Strange
No one knows where she comes from
Maybe she’s a devil in disguise
I can tell by looking in her eyes.
Little miss strange
Little miss strange.
Little miss strange came into my parlor
I don’t know just what to ask her
I don’t remember what we did after.
Little miss strange
Little miss strange.
Little miss strange came out of the darkness
Walked across my head, I stood beneath the light
I’m talkin’ ’bout the dream I had the other night.
Little miss strange
Little miss strange