Strange Weather (part. Dog)

Strange weather in Tokyo
If I saw the light, would I know?
She tiptoes to me in her sleeping clothes
A million different people go to work

Strange letters
You left to me
Burning in my drawer on the bowery
Letters I cannot bear to read
As far away from me as I can be

Sha-la-la, oh my word, how am I still unsure?
I don't wanna think about you anymore
Two bluebirds in martha bar
Two shoes on my feet
Oh, to be a stranger on the street

Gray, clever
Dirty sheets, West Virginia trees
In my teeth, one more cigarette
In my tea leaves
You predict the future for a fee

Sha-la-la, oh my word, how am I still unsure?
I don't wanna think about you anymore
Two bluebirds in martha bar
Two shoes on my feet
Oh, to be a stranger on the street