by Eric Clapton, Gail Collins and Felix Pappalardi With you.
Strange brew She's a witch of trouble in electric blue.
In her own mad mind she's in love with you,
Strange brew Now what you gonna do?
She's some kind of demon messin' in the flue.
To you.
If you don't watch out it'll stick to you,
She would make a scene for it all to be
What kind of fool are you?
Strange brew On a boat in the middle of a raging sea,
Ignored.
And wouldn't you be bored?
Strange brew, strange brew, strange brew, strange brew.
Strange brew Strange brew -- killin' what's inside of you.
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