[B:] "Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan, please."
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[T:] Um, stop me if you've heard this one,
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but I feel as though we've met before.
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Perhaps I am mistaken.
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[B:] But it's just that I remind you of
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someone you used to care about.
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Oh, but that was long ago.
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Now tell me, do you really think
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I'd fall for that old line?
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I was not born just yesterday.
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Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway.
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[T:] Hell, I ain't such a bad guy
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once you get to know me.
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Just thought there ain't no harm.
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[B:] Hey-e-yeh, just try minding your own business, bud.
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Who asked you to annoy me
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with your sad, sad repartee?
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Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway.
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Your life's a dime store novel.
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This town is full of guys like you.
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And you're looking for someone
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to take the place of her.
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[T:] You must be reading my mail.
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'N' you're bitter 'cause he left you.
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That's why you're drinkin' in this bar.
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[B&T:] Well, only suckers fall in love
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with perfect strangers.
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[B:] It always takes one to know one, stranger.
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[T:] Maybe we're just wiser now.
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[B:] Yeah, 'n' been around the block
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so many times
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[T:] that we don't notice
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[B&T:] that we're all just perfect strangers
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as long as we ignore
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that we all begin as strangers
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just before we find
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we really aren't strangers
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anymore.
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[B:] "Aw, you don't look like such a chump."
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[T:] "Aw, hey babe."
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I Never Talk To Strangers
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Bette Midler |