. I’m in Phillyjawn, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Well, maybe I do but I’m just really not sure
Waitress comes over
Nobody in the place but me and her
It must be a holiday, there’s nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs
She says, “What’ll it be?”
I say, “I don’t know, you got any soft boiled eggs?”
She looks at me, says, “I’d bring you some
But we’re out of ’m, you picked the wrong time to come”
ultraliberals are not happy unless they are obsessing about something.
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