I Hope That I Don’t Fall in Love With You Songtext
von Lisa Bassenge Trio
I Hope That I Don’t Fall in Love With You Songtext
And I hope that I don′t fall in love with you
Falling in love just makes me blue
Well, the music plays and you display your heart for me to see
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it
Before the evening′s gone away, I think that we can make it
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the night does funny things inside a man
These old tomcat feelings I don't understand
Well I turn around and look at you, you light a cigarette
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we never met
And I hope that I don′t fall in love with you
I can see that you are lonesome just like me
And it being late, you′d like some company
Well I turn around and look at you, and you look back at me
The girl you're with has up and split, the chair next to you is free
And I hope that you don′t fall in love with me
Now it's closing time
The music′s fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout
But I turn around and look at you, nowhere to be found
Search the place for your lost face, guess I′ll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you
Falling in love just makes me blue
Well, the music plays and you display your heart for me to see
I had a beer and now I hear you calling out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the room is crowded, people everywhere
And I wonder, should I offer you a chair?
Well if you sit down with this old clown, take that frown and break it
Before the evening′s gone away, I think that we can make it
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you
Well the night does funny things inside a man
These old tomcat feelings I don't understand
Well I turn around and look at you, you light a cigarette
I wish I had the guts to bum one, but we never met
And I hope that I don′t fall in love with you
I can see that you are lonesome just like me
And it being late, you′d like some company
Well I turn around and look at you, and you look back at me
The girl you're with has up and split, the chair next to you is free
And I hope that you don′t fall in love with me
Now it's closing time
The music′s fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout
But I turn around and look at you, nowhere to be found
Search the place for your lost face, guess I′ll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you
Writer(s): Tom Waits, Thomas Alan Waits Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com