I Never Talk To Strangers, Foreign Affairs, Tom Waits [049]

The regular duet of Sam and Martin explore one of the few vocal collaborations Waits includes on his studio albums, with this piano-bar seduction of (and by) Bette Midler. The verbatim nature of the lyrics, the locating nature of music, and interference with postal carriers all feature in this week's discussion. Song by Song is Martin Zaltz Austwick and Sam Pay; two musicians listening to and discussing every single Tom Waits track in chronological order. website: songbysongpodcast.com twitter: @songbysongpod e-mail: [email protected] Music extracts used for illustrative/review purposes include: I Never Talk to Strangers, Foreign Affairs, Tom Waits/Bette Midler (1977) Yellow Beach Umbrella, Broken Blossom, Bette Midler (1977) We think your Song by Song experience will be enhanced by hearing, in full, the songs featured in the show, which you can get hold of from your favourite record shop or online platform. Please support artists by buying their music, or using services which guarantee artists a revenue - listen responsibly. Lyrics - I Never Talk to Strangers Stop me if you've heard this one But I feel as though we've met before Perhaps I am mistaken But it's just that I remind you of Someone you used to care about Oh but that was long ago Now tell me do you really think I'd fall for that old line I was not born just yesterday Besides I never talk to strangers anyway Hell I ain't a bad guy when you get to know me I just thought there ain't no harm Hey yeah just try minding your own business bud Who asked you to annoy me With your sad sad repartee Besides I never talk to strangers anyway Your life's a dime store novel This town is full of guys like you And you're looking for someone to take the place of her You must be reading my mail And you're bitter cause he left you That's why you're drinking in this bar Well only suckers fall in love with perfect strangers It always takes one to know one stranger Maybe we're just wiser now Yeah and been around that block so many times That we don't notice That we're all just perfect strangers As long as we ignore That we all begin as strangers Just before we find We really aren't strangers anymore