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 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
and
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
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