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