."Oh, I really hate this place," she said
Putting on her makeup by the unmade bed
Mascara for the lonely want
Call our waitress "honey" then they tip with ones
The summer of our discontent
Every dollar earned was already spent
Bitter sweat and circumstance
Lay.
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