Bette Midler — I Never Talk to Strangers

Bette: "Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan, please." Tom: Um, stop me if you've heard this one But I feel as though we've met before Perhaps I am mistaken Bette: 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 was not born just yesterday Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway Tom: Well, hell, I ain't such a bad guy Once you get to know me Just thought there ain't no harm Bette: Hey-e-yeh, 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 dime store novel This town is full of guys like you And you're looking for someone To take the place of her Tom: You must be reading my mail 'N' you're bitter 'cause he left you That's why you're drinkin' in this bar Bette&Tom: Well, only suckers fall in love With perfect strangers Bette: It always takes one to know one, stranger Tom: Maybe we're just wiser now Bette: Yeah, 'n' been around the block So many times Tom:that we don't notice Bette&Tom: 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 Bette: "Aw, you don't look like such a chump." Tom: "Aw, hey babe."