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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 I even argue
He is out the 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 way as they are kissing their hellos
And I'm pretending not to see them, and instead I the milk
I open up the paper, there's a story of an actor
Who had while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies
When I'm me and so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside looking inside, does she see me?
No, she does not really see me 'cause she 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 has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it through the as I'm listening
To the of the cathedral
I am of voice
And of the midnight picnic once upon a time before the rain began
And I finish up my coffee
And it's time to the train
I am waiting at the for the man to the coffee
And he fills it only halfway and I even argue
He is out the 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 way as they are kissing their hellos
And I'm pretending not to see them, and instead I the milk
I open up the paper, there's a story of an actor
Who had while he was drinking, it was no one I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope and looking for the funnies
When I'm me and so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside looking inside, does she see me?
No, she does not really see me 'cause she 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 has gotten wet
Oh, this rain, it through the as I'm listening
To the of the cathedral
I am of voice
And of the midnight picnic once upon a time before the rain began
And I finish up my coffee
And it's time to the train
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