Original post was lost in the Great Deletion. No idea what I said back then, probably not much, but THE WEIRDNESS IS IN THE SOUND, NOT THE WORDS.
There's got to be a Bob Stanley curated compilation in all this.
Other suggestions?
Ooh: 'You're My World' by Cilla ("originally recorded in 1963 as "Il mio mondo" ("My World") by Umberto Bindi, who co-wrote the Italian version" sez wiki)
I remember this having a powerful effect on my nipper imagination (I'd have been 5 or 6 when it was released, and was probably a staple of Radio 2 for a long time after). Specifically the combo of these lyrics and the swirling strings behind them:
When he walks in her room he feels confused Like he walked into a play And the music's so loud it spins him around 'Til his soul has lost its way And as she turns the volume down He's getting smaller with the sound It seems to pull him off the ground Toward the radio he's bound Never to be found
Thing is, I don't remember picturing the scene as described; the images it conjured were pretty abstract, more inspired by the sounds than the words, which probably heightened the thrill, the weirdness.