quinta-feira, 16 de julho de 2009

I never talk to stangers (It's easyar to fall in love with perfect strangers)

Stop me if you've heard this one
I feel as though we've met before
Perhaps I'm mistaken
But it's just that I remind you
Of someone you used to care about
Oh but that was long ago
Now tell me do you really think
I'd fall for that old line
I wasn't born just yesterday
Besides I never talk to strangers anyway
Well I ain't a bad guy when you get to know me
I just thought there ain't no harm
Hey, just try minding your own business, bud
Who asked you to annoy me
With your sad, sad repartee
Besides I never talk to strangers anyway
Your life's a Dimestore novel
This town is full of guys like you
And you're looking for someone
To take the place of her
You must be reading my mail
You're bitter 'cause he left you
That's why you're drinkin' in this bar
Well only suckers fall in love with perfect strangers
It always takes one to know one stranger
Maybe we're just wiser now
And been around the block so many times
That we don't notice
That we're all just perfect strangers
As long as we ignore
That we all begin as strangers
Just before we find
We really aren't strangers anymore

Tom Waits Feat Bette Middler

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