Текст и слова песни Tom Waits – Eggs & Sausage
(In a Cadillac With Susan Michelson)
nighthawks at the diner
of Emma s 49er, there s a rendezvous
of strangers around the coffee urn tonight
all the gypsy hacks, the insomniacs
now the paper s been read
now the waitress said
eggs and sausage and a side of toast
coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy
chile in a bowl with burgers and fries
what kind of pie?
In a graveyard charade, a late shift masquerade
2 for a quarter, dime for a dance
with Woolworth rhinestone diamond
earrings, and a sideway s glance
and now the register rings
and now the waitress sings
(chorus)
the classified section offered no direction
it s a cold caffeine in a nicotine cloud
now the touch of your fingers
lingers burning in my memory
I ve been 86ed from your scheme
I m in a melodramatic nocturnal scene
I m a refugee from a disconcerted affair
as the lead pipe morning falls
and the waitress calls
(chorus)
nighthawks at the diner
of Emma s 49er, there s a rendezvous
of strangers around the coffee urn tonight
all the gypsy hacks, the insomniacs
now the paper s been read
now the waitress said
eggs and sausage and a side of toast
coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy
chile in a bowl with burgers and fries
what kind of pie?
In a graveyard charade, a late shift masquerade
2 for a quarter, dime for a dance
with Woolworth rhinestone diamond
earrings, and a sideway s glance
and now the register rings
and now the waitress sings
(chorus)
the classified section offered no direction
it s a cold caffeine in a nicotine cloud
now the touch of your fingers
lingers burning in my memory
I ve been 86ed from your scheme
I m in a melodramatic nocturnal scene
I m a refugee from a disconcerted affair
as the lead pipe morning falls
and the waitress calls
(chorus)
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