Tom’s Dinner
I am sitting 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 woman 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
Instead I pour the milk
Oh no, it is always nice to see you
It is always nice to see you
It is always nice to see you
It is always nice to see you
It is al-al-always nice
Al-al-always nice
It is always nice to see you
Always nice to see you
It is al-al-always nice
Oh it is al-al-always nice
Oh it is always nice to see you
Always nice
It is always nice to see you
Oh it is always nice to see you
Always nice to see you