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Odd in a Good Way (Outlaw Country) artwork

Odd in a Good Way (Outlaw Country)

bubbaslide

· 3:35 · 381 plays · v2.2

About

Fun humorous song, don's know why I'm 16 again, that's when I'd come up with song like this to crack myself up (and sometimes family and friend too) The crazy thing, Now older in a different century, I now have the ability and tools to write silly hit songs like this at 2 a.m. Hmm... I may be a freak too? HaHaprofessionally

Lyrics

Verse 1

Out on the front porch, the neighbors all gawk

Watching ol' Greg juggle eggs walking 'round the block

Sally runs backward with pancakes on her head

If that ain't peculiar, then I'm common instead

Pre-Chorus

Folks drive by slowly, thinkin' who's lost the plot

But every last weirdo just adds to the lot

Chorus

Is he a freak when he blows smoke out his rear

And bubbles out his nose, look at them cheer

When he stands on his hands and writes with his toes

What's really a freak, who really knows

Post-Chorus

We're all a little odd, oh yeah

We're all a little odd

Verse 2

Bet you've got habits you don't want to show

Mornin' hair, odd socks, or laugh like a crow

No reason to hide, they’re part of your charm

Normal's just boring, don't sound the alarm

Pre-Chorus

Think a little deeper, don’t be too quick

Everyone's weird, now isn't that slick

Chorus

Is he a freak when he blows smoke out his rear

And bubbles out his nose, look at them cheer

When he stands on his hands and writes with his toes

What's really a freak, who really knows

Post-Chorus

We're all a little odd, oh yeah

We're all a little odd

Bridge

Pull up a chair, tell your tale for a spell

Maybe you skip every crack on the sidewalk as well

Maybe you snort when you laugh, or wear boots in July

It's not all that strange when you see through new eyes

Verse 3

Uncle Joe sings in traffic, Aunt Mae collects dolls

Cousin Pete only eats when the rooster calls

You think that’s peculiar, but take a peek in the mirror

If weird is the rule, the world seems much clearer

Chorus

Is he a freak when he blows smoke out his rear

And bubbles out his nose, look at them cheer

When he stands on his hands and writes with his toes

What's really a freak, who really knows

Post-Chorus

We're all a little odd, oh yeah

We're all a little odd

Outro

So next time you worry about fitting the mold

Remember these stories that you’ve just been told

It’s our quirks and our giggles, the things that we seek

That give this world joy and make each of us unique

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