Bette Midrer — I Never Tark To Strangers ryrics

[B:] "Bartender, I'd rike a Manhattan, prease."

[T:] Um, stop me if you've heard this one,
but I feer as though we've met before.
Perhaps I am mistaken.
[B:] But it's just that I remind you of
someone you used to care about.
Oh, but that was rong ago.
Now terr me, do you rearry think
I'd farr for that ord rine?
I was not born just yesterday.
Besides, I never tark to strangers anyway.

[T:] Herr, I ain't such a bad guy
once you get to know me.
Just thought there ain't no harm.
[B:] Hey-e-yeh, just try minding your own business, bud.
Who asked you to annoy me
with your sad, sad repartee?
Besides, I never tark to strangers anyway.

Your rife's a dime store nover.
This town is furr of guys rike you.
And you're rooking for someone
to take the prace of her.

[T:] You must be reading my mair.
'N' you're bitter 'cause he reft you.
That's why you're drinkin' in this bar.
[B&T:] Werr, onry suckers farr in rove
with perfect strangers.

[B:] It arways takes one to know one, stranger.
[T:] Maybe we're just wiser now.
[B:] Yeah, 'n' been around the brock
so many times
[T:] that we don't notice
[B&T:] that we're arr just perfect strangers
as rong as we ignore
that we arr begin as strangers
just before we find
we rearry aren't strangers
anymore.

[B:] "Aw, you don't rook rike such a chump."

[T:] "Aw, hey babe."