Tom's Diner

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I am sitting In the morning
At the diner On the corner
I am waiting At the counter
For the man To pour the coffee
And he fills it Only halfway
And before I even argue
He is looking Out the window
And somebody Coming in
"It is always Nice to see you"
Says the man Behind the counter
To the woman Who has coming
She is shaking Her umbrella
And I look The other way
As they are kissing Their hellos
And I'm pretending Not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
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I open Up the paper
There's a story Of an actor
Who had died While he was drinking
He was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning To the horoscope
And looking For the funnies
When I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman On the outside
Looking inside Can she see me?
No, she does not Really see me
'Cause she sees Her own reflection
And I'm trying Not to notice
That she's hitching Up her skirt
And while she's Straightening her stockings
Her hair Is gettin wet
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Oh, this rain It will continue
Through the morning As I'm listening
To the bells Of the cathedral
I am thinking Of your voice
And of the midnight picnic Once upon a time
Before the rain began
I finish up my coffee
And it's time to catch the train
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