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(tom waits)
Well i hope that i don't fall in love with you.
'cause falling in love just makes me blue.
Well the music plays and you display your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now i hear you calling out for me.
And i hope that i don't fall in love with you.
Well the room is crowded, people everywhere
And i wonder should i offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown,
Take that frown and break it, before the evening's gone away,
I think that we could make it,
And i hope that i don't fall in love with you.
Well the night does funny things inside a man.
These old tomcat feelings you don't understand,
Well i turn around to look at you; you light a cigarette,
I wish i had the guts to bum one, but we've never met.
And i hope that i don't fall in love with you.
I can see that you are lonesome just like me,
And it being late, you'd like some some company.
Well i turn around to look at you, and you look back at me,
The guy you're with has up and split the chair next to you's free.
And i hope that you don't fall in love with me.
Now it's closing time, the music's fading out.
Last call for drinks, i'll have another stout.
Well i turn around to look at you; you're nowhere to be found,
I search the place for your lost face,
Guess i'll have another round.
And i think that i just fell in love with you
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