Hating Strangers

There are stories I can tell you Of encounters with you You will hear them and you'll know why You're not something new I remember when you offered Me to come drink with you I was just a little girl But you knew didn't you When you're sitting in the bus With your hand on my knee Saying all sorts of stuff That you don't really mean You are constantly there In the back of my mind Reminding me Be alert all the time I met you before You are no stranger to me I met you before Believe me I met you before You are no stranger to me I met you before Believe me When I'm walking down an alley No light near my way Then you look me up and down Like I'm some sort of pray You get used to it I know You get used to the fear No eye contact Just keep walking my dear I met you before You are no stranger to me I met you before Believe me I met you before You are no stranger to me I met you before Believe me I met you before Yeah you are no stranger to me I met you before Believe me I met you before Yeah you are no stranger to me I met you before Believe me I Met you before I met you before You are no stranger to me A-a-a-a-ai So I'm hating strangers