Mystery To Me

Hey bud is that your sister or is it that she can't see so good?
 I've been all around this world and I've never understood
 What makes a woman love, what makes somebody care
 There ought to be some logic but I don't see any there
 Do you have a lot of money or some hidden attribute?
 Can't she face the obvious her problem is acute
 'Cause you don't know how to dress, you've got that goofy little walk
 Your girlfriend needs a raincoat 'cause you sputter when you talk
 I've boned up on my history
 And it's still a mystery
 Mister, it's a mystery to me
 Maybe she's a saint who took some pity on your soul
 She had too much compassion then just went out of control
 Now you're walking hand in hand, I would have said no way
 I do believe in miracles, 'cause I've seen one today
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 Does she have a judgement problem
 Or maybe lose some kind of bet
 Contract some strange affliction
 Doctors haven't conquered yet
 What makes somebody love, what makes a body care
 There ought to be some logic but I don't see any there
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