Strange

Reba McEntire

Lyrics: 

I laid there feeling sorry for myself
In a bed of Kleenex
Stuffing chocolates in my mouth
On the phone with my best friend
Cussing my ex

He broke my heart
Felt like the world had ended
I cried myself to sleep
Thinking I can't get over him

Strange, talk about luck
I woke up and the sun was shining
Strange, I ought to be in bed
With my head in the pillow crying
Over us, but I ain't, ain't love
Strange

Got half a mind
To spend my whole pay check
On one of those dresses
The strapless black ones
That are so famous
For teaching lessons

Drop by his place
Pick up the rest of my things
He'll tell me I look good
I'll laugh and say, now isn't time

Strange, talk about luck
I woke up and the sun was shining
Strange, I ought to be in bed
With my head in the pillow crying
Over us, but I ain't, ain't love
Strange, strange

Strange, talk about luck
I woke up and the sun was shining
Strange, I ought to be in bed
With my head in the pillow crying
Over us, but I ain't, ain't love
Strange

Strange, talk about luck
I woke up and the sun was shining
Strange, strange


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Chart History

Chart DatePosition
2009-06-1391
2009-06-2080
2009-06-2776
2009-07-0481
2009-07-1179
2009-07-1877
2009-07-2581
2009-08-0182
2009-08-0884

Peak Position: #76
Number of Weeks on Chart: 9