Closing Time
well i hope that i don't fall in love with you
fallin in love just makes me blue
well the music played and you just play a part for me to see
had a beer and now i hear you callin out with me
and i hope that i don't fall in love with you
well they're not just funny things inside a man
these old tomcat feelings you don't understand
well i turn around and look at you
you light a cigarette
wish i had the guts to bump one but we've 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 indeed oh, well you lack some company
well i turn around and look at you
you look back at me
the guy you with he's up and split the chair next to you's free
and i hope that you don't fall in love with me
well it's closing time the music's fading out
last call for drinks and i'll have another stealth
well i turn around and look at you
you're nowhere to be found
search the place for your lost face and i'll have another round
and i think that i just fell in loved with you
