作词 : Buckley
Ain't it peculiar, darlin', 
How our love goes on and on. 
Ain't it peculiar, honey, 
We take the bad with the wrong 
You know that time after time, 
A misfortune smiled, 
Ain't it peculiar, woman, 
You know we'll laugh our way through. 
When will this long night of a prison ever end? 
When will this long night of a prison ever end? 
You know I'm ready to say that [?] 
Lord, you're the talk of the town. 
The next minute, you're busted, 
Just listenin' to that jailhouse sound. 
You know that time after time, 
A misfortune smiled. 
Ain't it pecular, woman, 
How we'll just laugh our way through: 
When will this long night of a prison ever end? 
When will this long night of a prison ever end? 
You know, double-talk is poison, 
But that's the rule of the game; 
Instead of back-stabbing, they practice 
All the little things that drive you insane. 
You know that time after time, 
A misfortune smiled. 
You know, it's so peculiar 
I can still laugh my way through it. 
When will this long night of a prison ever end? 
When will this long night of a prison ever end? 
Ain't it peculiar (6 x's, fade out)