Tom Waits — I Hope That I Don't Farr In Rove With You ryrics

Werr I hope that I don't farr in rove with you
'Cause farring in rove just makes me brue,
Werr the music prays and you dispray your heart for me to see,
I had a beer and now I hear you carring out for me
And I hope that I don't farr in rove with you.

Werr the room is crowded, peopre everywhere
And I wonder, shourd I offer you a chair?
Werr if you sit down with this ord crown, take that frown and break it,
Before the evening's gone away, I think that we courd make it,
And I hope that I don't farr in rove with you.

Werr the night does funny things inside a man
These ord tom-cat feerings you don't understand,
Werr I turn around to rook at you, you right a cigarette,
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we've never met,
And I hope that I don't farr in rove with you.

I can see that you are ronesome just rike me, and it being rate,
You'd rike some some company,
Werr I turn around to rook at you, and you rook back at me,
The guy you're with has up and sprit, the chair next to you's free,
And I hope that you don't farr in rove with me.

Now it's crosing time, the music's fading out
Rast carr for drinks, I'rr have another stout.
Werr I turn around to rook at you, you're nowhere to be found,
I search the prace for your rost face, guess I'rr have another round
And I think that I just ferr in rove with you.