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Tom's Diner 
Medium
by Suzanne Vega
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I am 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 who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died he was drinking
It was no one I had of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
inside
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 is getting wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am of your voice...
And of the picnic
Once upon a time
Before the began...
I up my coffee
It's time to catch the
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 who has come in
She is shaking her umbrella
And I look the other way
As they are kissing their hellos
I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk
I open up the paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died he was drinking
It was no one I had of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
inside
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 is getting wet
Oh, this rain it will continue
Through the morning as I'm listening
To the bells of the cathedral
I am of your voice...
And of the picnic
Once upon a time
Before the began...
I up my coffee
It's time to catch the
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