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All Night Diner
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send to friend
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Yeah, yes, yes
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Have I told ya
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You could really get it on?
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I was at an all night diner
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The sign said, "triple x"
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But they were talking about root beer
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I'm just sitting down
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Thinking about nothing
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Looking at the thin air
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Breathing up the oxygen
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Have I told ya
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You could really get it on?
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A guy comes up, looking pretty 8-ball
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Snaggletooth smile, sits down at my table
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Puts his arm around me, starts to share his information
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He said, he said, he said [x4] this is what he said
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"i have sex, I'm always thinking about the pavement
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So I can avoid premature ejaculation"
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I got up, remembering to thank him
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Better things to do so I'll start drinking
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I'm in tahoka, now I'm gonna hook up
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With the parties, unfortunately
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No one has any ideas, damn
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Have I told ya
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You could really get it on?
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All Night Diner
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| modest mouse |
