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