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The Diner Song

 

The Diner Song

(album: Us Against The Crown - 2006)


Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa whoa whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

Hope i get a little snack tonight
Hope i get a little smack tonight
I'll be starving
Standing in the broad day light
Just waiting on the coming of the night
24-hour diner's almost closed
All i need's a cup of joe
Cause she's so nice
She treats me like i tip her from my head to her toes b
Brings me my water with her skirt so high
I catch a little glimpse in the silverware shine
I ain't a thief
Cause that just ain't right
But i ain't go no money
And i intend to pay for my meal tonight

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa you know I love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa whoa whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

She's got a tattooed tongue
She loves to abuse
You can tell she's good by the language that she use
She says meet you in the bathroom at a quarter to two
You know what you must do
Cause the flood gate's open
Your hips are getting loose
You got a rocket in your pocket
Cause you don't know what to do
So go, whoa she says I betcha that i can take all of your soul
You say put your money where your mouth is and let all be told

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa whoa whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

They got crayons on the placemats
Refried beans
Don't give me half-and-half
Just whip up my cream
Gimme some flapjacks
And slap on the butter
Corned-beef-hash
My mind is in the gutter
Heavy with the syrup
Heavy with the grease
My foots in the stirrup
Just do as you please

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

Whoa a little love at caesar's
Whoa whoa whoa you know i love to please her
Whoa a little love at caesar's
Goes so far

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