(Boudleaux Bryant)

I'm making love to a stranger
Everytime I hold you close to me
I'm making love to a stranger
You're not the same ole you, you used to be.

Although you pretend you still love me
Your tale tell eyes admit you've been untrue
So I'm making love to a stranger
Everytime that I make love to you.

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You still caress me and kiss me
But you don't have that old familiar fire
When I'm away if you miss me
I know it's more for habit than desire.

You're giving your heart to another
And though you let me hold you tenderly
I'm making love to a stranger
A stranger to a love that used to be...