I Never Talk to Strangers

"Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan, please."

Um, stop me if you've heard this one,
but I feel as though we've met before.
Perhaps I am 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 was not born just yesterday.
Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway.

Hell, I ain't such a bad guy
once you get to know me.
Just thought there ain't no harm.
Hey-e-yeh, 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 dime store 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.
'N' 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.
Yeah, 'n' 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.

"Aw, you don't look like such a chump."

"Aw, hey babe."