At a bar on 43rd at quarter to twonMet my friend the Chinese Elvis and hoisted a fewnHe talks like Mickey MousenAnd sees with x-ray eyesnLives in a cardboard housenI almost gave him the prizennUntil younCame along, thanks for opening my eyesnThings you do, right or wrongnIt should come as no surprisenWhen you live in a town where there's always somebodynStranger than younnAt 83rd and Amsterdam there's an Indian JewnWho pierced all his private parts with a permanent screwnHe sleeps on a bed of nailsnWhich came from outer spacenAnd in my taller talesnI gave him pride of placennUntil younCame along, thanks for opening my eyesnThings you do, right or wrongnIt should come as no surprisenWhen you live in a town where there's always somebody stranger than younStranger than younnI'm not complaining even though I'm not sure what you arenI've got the strangest feeling (good) about this love bizarrennI could have stayed in bednHiding from this freaky shownI'm happy that instead nI knew just where to gonnWhen you came along, thanks for opening my eyesnThings you do, right or wrongnIt should come as no surprisenWhen you live in a town where there's always somebodynStranger than younnAre you a boy, are you a girlnAre you an oyster, are you a pearlnAre you a fish, are you a fowlnAre you an angel, are you from hell