This is the most unusual story Of a most unusual girl She's the paint in my picture Of a most unusual world She can crawl out a frame While she's hanging on the wall And she's calling my name She's not so usual She's most unusual Shes not so usual She's so unusual She's mostly a ghost The way she watches over me She complains when I smoke But then you do the same to me She's controlling my brain activity Knowing when I go to sleep She'll catch me when I'm falling hard She's so unusual She's not usual She's not usual She's so unusual She's not so Hooked on the drugs like I thought she was And never suckin' on the lime and hardly sippin' on the wine And despite Of her bi-polar roller coastering I think I can trust she'll keep me singing differently And that's fine 'Cause she's with me now most all of the time Trying and savin' the light Thinking not of her own And always kissing me goodnight When I just need to be alone She's so sweet So discrete -She's exactly what I need Not even make believe... She's not so usual... She's so unusual She's not so usual So unusual Oh, Not so usual And not too practual either, What's that, she's Not so mystical But not too magical neither, I said she's Not so out of control And not so used to the full She's not so usual Naw shes a natural Oh she's not so Usual Shes most usual She's not so usual Shes so unusual Shes gonna use me up Shes not so you Shes not so you Not so you Not so"