.(Shel Silverstein)
The waitress with the orange hair keeps motionin' me to hurry up and leave
So I gulp my coffee - burn my mouth - grab up my coat and slippin' out
I smear a streak of mustard down my sleeve
And the guy behind the register takes my bread and shakes his head
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