Strange Man
Lauren Hoffman Lyrics


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The room is spinning,
And I feel dizzy like a rat trapped,
On one of those things that goes round and round and round.

All I can see are neon lights,
And the silhouette of man,
He's sitting to my right,
His hand is on my knee,
His hand is on my thigh,
His hand is on my arm,
His hands are covering my eyes.

The boom, boom of the bass drum,
Is like the thudding of my blood,
It's mixing with re wine and nicotine,
It's pumping through my heart like mud,
His eyes are closed,
His mouth is open,
His eyes are closed,
His mouth is open.

I don't remember what he looks like,
But he smells like a man and marlboro reds,
His face is coming closer,
His fingers on my chin,
He smells like whiskey,
He smells like sin.

And now it's over,
And I know exactly where I am,
In a familiar bed,
With a strange, strange man,
I'd seen him around before,




And I said,
' I'll see you around man '.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Lauren Hoffman's "Strange Man" describe the experience of waking up next to a stranger after a night of partying. The singer feels disoriented and overwhelmed by the chaos of flashing lights, pounding music, alcohol and drugs. She is aware of the man's presence beside her, but she can't remember anything about him except his scent, which evokes a sense of danger and illicitness. Throughout the song, the singer describes the man's touch and the physical sensations it generates, but she also expresses an inner turmoil and confusion, as if trying to make sense of her own behavior and the choices that led her to this situation.


The lyrics of "Strange Man" are a vivid depiction of the disorientation and vulnerability that can result from excessive partying and casual sex. The frantic imagery of neon lights, spinning rooms and pounding music convey a sense of sensory overload and lack of control, while the descriptions of the man's touch and scent suggest a dangerous and potentially abusive encounter. At the same time, the song also captures the singer's defiance and resilience, as she declares that she knows where she is and that she will see the man around again, almost as if challenging him to a rematch. Overall, the lyrics suggest a complex and ambivalent attitude toward the party scene and its consequences, balancing both fascination and revulsion, pleasure and pain.


Line by Line Meaning

The room is spinning,
I feel disoriented and unsteady, as if the surroundings are rotating around me.


And I feel dizzy like a rat trapped,
I feel trapped and unable to escape from the disorienting situation.


On one of those things that goes round and round and round.
On a wheel, like a hamster wheel, that keeps spinning and never stops.


All I can see are neon lights,
The brightly-colored lights are the only visual cues I can perceive in my current state.


And the silhouette of man,
The outline of a male figure is visible to me, but little else.


He's sitting to my right,
Positioned to my immediate right side, within reach.


His hand is on my knee,
One of his hands is physically touching my knee.


His hand is on my thigh,
One of his hands is physically touching my thigh.


His hand is on my arm,
One of his hands is physically touching my arm.


His hands are covering my eyes.
Both of his hands are obscuring my vision, blocking out what little I can see.


The boom, boom of the bass drum,
The loud, repetitive sound of the music is all-encompassing and resonating through my body.


Is like the thudding of my blood,
It's as if the rhythm of the music is beating in time with my heart rate.


It's mixing with re wine and nicotine,
My consumption of alcohol and cigarettes is exacerbating my state of confusion.


It's pumping through my heart like mud,
The combination of stimuli is making my heart beat heavily and laboriously.


His eyes are closed,
The man touching me has closed his eyes, seemingly intoxicated or otherwise unaware of his actions.


His mouth is open,
The man touching me is breathing heavily or potentially even drooling, his lips parted.


I don't remember what he looks like,
Due to my disoriented state, I cannot recall the physical appearance of the man touching me.


But he smells like a man and marlboro reds,
The scent of a man and cigarette smoke are the only distinct aromas I am able to discern.


His face is coming closer,
The man touching me is physically moving closer to my face.


His fingers on my chin,
One of his fingers is touching my chin, potentially tilting my head towards him.


He smells like whiskey,
In addition to the scent of cigarette smoke, the man touching me also smells of alcohol.


He smells like sin.
The man touching me gives off a sense of moral corruption or temptation.


And now it's over,
The encounter between the man and I has come to a conclusion.


And I know exactly where I am,
My spatial awareness has been regained and I am now cognizant of my location.


In a familiar bed,
I am in a place that is recognizable to me, possibly my own bed.


With a strange, strange man,
I am lying in bed with an unfamiliar man, whom I do not know well.


I'd seen him around before,
I have previously spotted the man in passing, but have not had direct interaction with him.


And I said,
I spoke to the man upon awakening.


' I'll see you around man '.
I ended our brief encounter with a casual statement, indicating that I may cross paths with him again in the future.




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Mountain Prairie West

This song is so underappreciated...

alonso x777

Guau ese sonido tan intrigante

Nemanja Milicevic

Homicide :-)

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