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Tom's Diner 
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de Susan Vega
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I am sitting in the morning at the diner on the corner
I am waiting at the for the man to the coffee
And he fills it only halfway and before I argue
He is looking out the window at coming in
"It is always nice to see you," says the man the counter
To the woman who has in, she is shaking her umbrella
And I 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 story of an actor
Who had he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope and for the funnies
I'm someone watching me and so I my head
There's a on the outside looking inside, she see me?
No, she does not 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 her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it will 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 a time before the rain began
And I up my coffee
And it's time to catch the train
I am waiting at the for the man to the coffee
And he fills it only halfway and before I argue
He is looking out the window at coming in
"It is always nice to see you," says the man the counter
To the woman who has in, she is shaking her umbrella
And I 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 story of an actor
Who had he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope and for the funnies
I'm someone watching me and so I my head
There's a on the outside looking inside, she see me?
No, she does not 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 her stockings, her hair has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it will 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 a time before the rain began
And I up my coffee
And it's time to catch the train
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