closing time'dan, örs çekiç üzengi üçlüsünü aşıp, önce kulakları, sonra kalbi delip gecen
tom waits mucizesi..
well i hope that i don't fall in love with you
'cause 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 could 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 tom-cat feelings you don't understand,
well i turn around to look at you, you light a cigarette,
i wish i had the guts to bum 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 it being late,
you'd like some some company,
well i turn around to look at you, and you look back at me,
the guy you're with has up and split, the chair next to you's 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.
well i turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found,
i search the place for your lost face, guess i'll have another round
and i think that i just fell in love with you.
