Two Fugitives

Here I find myself again in a bar

drawing my sorrows and falling in love with a stranger

as I down another Martini I realize

I'm singing the same old song

stop me anytime.

I flirt with the bar tender

and ask him for two more Martinis, please.

He knows me so well and he smiles.

...

The man facing me at the bar.

He's heard it all before.

Strangers on the night in love

what can we lose

Strangers in the night in love

with nothing to lose

Strangers in the night in love

what can we lose.

We're like two fugitives in the night.

We're like two fugitives in the night.

Here I find myself again in my bag

reaching for gum to freshen my breath to kiss with the stranger.

And as I plan that hard passionate kiss

I realize I'm singing the same old song

Don't stop me this time.

I flirt with the handsome stranger and ask him:

could you give me a ride home please

goes down so well

and he smiles

Then he deliveres into his little Ford car

we drive away from the bar

we've both been here before.

Strangers for the night in love

what can we lose

Stranger in the night in love

with nothing to lose

Stranger in the night in love

what can we lose

We're like two fugitives in the night.

We're like two fugitives in the night.

Strangers for the night in love

what can we lose

Stranger in the night in love

with nothing to lose

Stranger in the night in love

what can we lose.

We're like two fugitives in the night.

We're like two fugitives in the night.

We're like two fugitives in the night.

We're like two fugitives in the night.