Letra de
Toms Diner

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Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

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 be - fore I even argue,
He is looking out the window at some - body coming in

Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

"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,
And I'm pre -tending not to see them and in - stead I pour the milk

Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

I open up the paper, there’s a story of an actor,
Who had died 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 feeling someone watching me and so I raise my head

Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

There’s a woman on the outside, looking inside! Does 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 hair has gotten wet

Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

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Oh, this rain it will continue through the morning,
As I’m listening to the bells of the cathedral,
I am thinking of your 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 catch the train

Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

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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 be - fore I even argue,
He is looking out the window at some - body 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,
And I'm pre -tending not to see them and in - stead I pour the milk

I open up the paper, there’s a story of an actor,
Who had died 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 feeling someone watching 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 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 hair has gotten wet

Oh, this rain it will continue through the morning,
As I’m listening to the bells of the cathedral,
I am thinking of your 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 catch the train

Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!
Da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da! Da, da, da - da, da - da!

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