Текст песни 173 - Akucum

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 half way
And before I even argue
He is looking at the window
At somebody comming 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 looked the other way
As they are losing their hellos
And I'm pretending not to see them
And instead I pour the milk

I open up the Paper
There's a story of an actor
Who had died by he was drinking
It was noone I had heard of
And I'm turning to the horoscope
And looking for the funnies
But I'm feeling someone watching me
And so I raise my head
There's a woman on the outside
Looking inside to she see me
No she don't it's only seeming
'Cause she sees her own reflection
And I'm trying not to notice
That she's flitching up her skirt
And when she's straighting her bastagens
Her hair has got in milk

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 half way
And before I even argue
He is looking at the window
At somebody comming in