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
At somebody
Coming in

It is always
Nice to see you
Says the man
Behind the counter
To the woman
Who has come in
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

Everybody welcome
Come on, come on in
Sit yourself down
The fun never ends
Love is a drug
That makes you
Wanna drink
Till the morning after

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