She's So Strange

She's so strange and she wore a black mustache And she pilfered all the petty cash She went to Birmingham She'll soon be in the can She's so cruel and she knew just what to do And while the cats were all sniffing glue They played their silly games And now they'll take the blame She's so poor, only now well she's looking back She sees her story on a paperback What will become of her There's not much left for her She's so poor