Tekster: Malia. 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 in the night in love
what can we los
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
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.

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.

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