Текст песни Strange Thing Mystifying - Paul Nicholas , Keith Burns

It seems to me a strange thing
Mystifying
That a man like you
Would waste his time
On women of her kind

Yes, I can understand that she amuses
But to let her stroke you
Kiss your hair
Is hardly in your line

It's not that I object to her profession
But she doesn't fit in well
With what you teach and say
It doesn't help us if you're inconsistent
They only need a small excuse
To put us all away

Who are you to criticize her?
Who are you to despise her?
Leave her, leave her
Let her be now
Leave her, leave her
She's with me now
If your slate is clean
Then you can throw stones
If your slate is not
Then leave her alone!

I am amazed that men like you
Can be so shallow, thick, and slow
There is not a man among you
Who knows or cares if I come or go!

No, you're wrong, you're very wrong
No you're wrong, you're very wrong
No, you're wrong, you're very wrong
No you're wrong, you're very wrong
How can you say that?
How can you say that?
How can you say that?
How can you say that?

Not one! Not one of you!