Mr. Soul lyrics - Cher

(originally by Buffalo Springfield)

Well, hello Mr. Soul 

I dropped by to pick up a reason 

For the thought that I caught that my head 

Was the event of the season 

Why in crowds 

Just a trace of my face 

Could seem so pleasin' 

I'll cop out to the change 

But a stranger is putting the tease on 

I was down on the ground 

When the messenger 

Wrote me a letter 

I was raised by the praise of a fan 

Who said I upset her 

Any girl in the world 

Could have easily known me much better 

She said 

You're strange, but don't change 

And I let her 

In a while when the smile on my face 

Turned to plaster 

Stick around while the clown who gets sick 

Does the trick of disaster 

For the race of my head and my face 

Is moving much faster 

Is it strange I should change 

I don't know 

Why don't you ask her 

Is it strange I should change 

I don't know, why don't you ask her 

Is it strange I should change 

I don't know, why don't you ask her 

Is it strange I should change 

Why don't you ask her