Nighthawks at the diner, Emma's 49er There's a rendezvous of strangers around the coffee urn tonight All the gypsy hacks, the insomniacs Now the paper's been read Now the waitress said "Eggs and sausage and a side of toast Coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy Chile in a bowl with burgers and fries, what kind of pie?" In a graveyard charade, a late shift masquerade And it's two for a quarter, dime for a dance With Woolworth Rhinestone diamond earrings And a sideway's glance and now the register rings Now the waitress sings "Eggs and sausage and a side of toast Coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy Chile in a bowl with burgers and fries, what kind of pie?" Now, the classified section offers no direction It's a cold caffeine in a nicotine cloud As the touch of your fingers Lingers burning in my memory I've been 86ed from your scheme Now I'm in a melodramatic nocturnal scene Now I'm a refugee from a disconcerted affair Now I lead pipe morning falls Now the waitress calls "Eggs and sausage and a side of toast Coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy Chile in a bowl with burgers and fries, now what kind of pie?" [Incomprehensible] if you will Just come in to join the crowd Had some time to kill See, I'd just come in to join the crowd Had some time to kill Just come in to join the crowd 'Coz I had some time to kill © FIFTH FLOOR MUSIC INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com