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Tom's Diner 
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de Susan Vega
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I am in the morning at the diner on the corner
I am at the counter for the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only and before I even argue
He is looking out the at somebody coming in
"It is always nice to see you," says the man behind the counter
To the who has come in, she is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way as they are kissing their hellos
And I'm not to see them, and instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper, there's a of an actor
Who had while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the and looking for the funnies
I'm feeling someone watching me and so I raise my head
There's a woman on the looking inside, does she see me?
No, she does not see me 'cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to that she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it continue through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am of voice
And of the midnight picnic a before the rain began
And I up my coffee
And it's to catch the train
I am at the counter for the man to pour the coffee
And he fills it only and before I even argue
He is looking out the at somebody coming in
"It is always nice to see you," says the man behind the counter
To the who has come in, she is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way as they are kissing their hellos
And I'm not to see them, and instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper, there's a of an actor
Who had while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the and looking for the funnies
I'm feeling someone watching me and so I raise my head
There's a woman on the looking inside, does she see me?
No, she does not see me 'cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to that she's hitching up her skirt
And while she's straightening her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it continue through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am of voice
And of the midnight picnic a before the rain began
And I up my coffee
And it's to catch the train
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