Songwriter: Waits, Tom
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
A heart for me to see
I had a beer, and now I hear
You callin' out for me
And I hope that I don't fall in love with you

Now, the night does funny things inside a man
These old tomcat feelings you don't understand
I turn around and 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 company
Well, I've had two, and look at you
And you look back at me
The guy 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 closin' time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I have another stout
I turn around and look at you
You're nowhere to be found
I search the place for your lost face
And have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you