Testo: Bette Midler. Broken Blossom. I Never Talk to Strangers.

Stop me if you've heard this one
I feel as though we've met before
Perhaps I'm 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 wasn't born just yesterday
Besides I never talk to strangers anyway

Well I ain't a bad guy when you get to know me
I just thought there ain't no harm
Hey, 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 Dimestore 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
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
And 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