I Never Talk to Strangers

"Bartender, I'd like a Manhattan, please."
 Um, stop me if you've heard this one,
 but I feel as though we've met before.
 Perhaps I am 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 was not born just yesterday.
 Besides, I never talk to strangers anyway.
 Hell, I ain't such a bad guy
 once you get to know me.
 Just thought there ain't no harm.
 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.
 You must be reading my mail.
 'N' 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.
 Yeah, 'n' 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.
 "Aw, you don't look like such a chump."
 "Aw, hey babe."