Talking To Strangers

There’s a man in a shop Worked there for years He knows your birthday And I know that’s weird He keeps a scratchcard aside every week Coz you’re superstitious haven’t missed one since you were sixteen Oh I can’t stop I can’t just not Tell the whole wide world and this room No I can’t stop even if I wanted to talking to strangers about you Talking to strangers about you There’s a guy on a plane Who knows you hate flying The girl doing laps in the pool knows you learnt how to swim in Hawaii Don’t know I do it I catch myself sometimes So I try change the subject coz I get not everyone sees you the way that I’d like But I can’t stop I can’t just not Tell the whole wide world and this room No I can’t stop even if I wanted to talking to strangers about you Talking to strangers about you Babe if you knew even half of a clue What I’m telling these strangers In every bar every bus stop every car They talk bout the news I just talk about you Coz I can’t stop I can’t just not tell the whole wide world and this room No I can’t stop even if I wanted to Talking to strangers about you Talking to strangers about you Talking to strangers about you