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It's two in the morning on Saturday night at Rosalie's Good Eats
The onions are frying the neon is and the jukebox is startin' to play
And the sign on the wall says In God We Trust all have to pay
And it's two in the morning on night at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
The short order cook with the momma tattoo he's a them hamburgers slow
Eggs over whole wheat down, y'all want that coffee to go
He never once dreamed as a star that he'd wind up here today
At two in the on Saturday night at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
There's a tall skinny girl in the booth in the wearin' jeans and a second hand fur
She's been to the then called up a man
And now wonders just which way turn
She stares at her coffee looks toward the ceiling
But Lord it's a strange place to
At two in the morning on Saturday night at Good Eats Cafe
There's a guy in a tux and he stands in the corner feedin' the his dimes
He had a woman and thought that he'd bought
But he'd just rented some time
And he couldn't sleep so he came to see if anyone else wants to play
At two in the morning on night at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
Now there's an old dollar bill in the frame on the
The first one that Rose ever
It was once worth a dollar a time ago but like Rose it's beginnin' to fade
She's back of the dreamin' of someone and how things would be if he'd stay
But it's two in the on Saturday night at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
The stoop shouldered man and his frizzy woman
It's strange how their eyes meet
He's playin' the pinball she's fixin' the blanket of the asleep on the seat
He's out of work she's puttin' on weight and they did have too much to say
It's two in the morning on Saturday night at Rosalie's Good Eats
The waitress Darlene she sits at the paintin' her fingernails blue
And the short order cook he yells move it or lose it and pick up an of stew
But a rich handsome man'll walk in and carry her far far away
From two in the morning on Saturday at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
The shaggy haired hippie finished his meal
And he's countin' the in his jeans
and coffee are 85 cents and he's only got 23
He smiles at and she winks back at him but Lord that's a high price to pay
At two in the morning on Saturday at Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
The baby faced he leans on the phone and dials the number again
While the guy in the tux tells the girl in the jeans bout wonderful he's been
And a wino in off the street and starts shoutin'
fortunes that he threw away
And Rosalie's asking the shaggy haired hippie if he's got a warm place to
And the order cook takes a five from the till while Rosie's looking away
And the onions keep frying the neon is bright and the jukebox continues to
And it's two in the morning on Saturday night at Rosalie's Eats Cafe