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Made in Photoshop CS
Designed by Szehoe
Pictures from Cheryl


Saturday, December 13, 2008

I Hope That I Don't Fall In Love With You
Emiliana Torrini
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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 can 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 company
Well I turn around to look at you and you look back at me
The guy you're 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
~
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





overturned @ 9:37 PM