Intro: (x 2) 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, He'll 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 tomcat 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 I'm feeling like 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.