Contactez-nous

• Artiste: Contes (The)
• Titre: The Diner Song
Assurez-vous que les corrections sont tout à fait exactes
S'il vous plaît, les mettez en évidence en quelque sorte!
Vous pouvez, par exemple, écrire
INCORRECT: avant la mauvaise ligne
CORRECT: avant la correspondant ligne correcte
Autrement, nous ne pouvons les corriger pas! Merci pour votre aide.
there's so much life going on at the diner 'cross the street three dozen eggs piled up waiting to be beat “coffee black...whiskey down...split pea soup--no rocks” and i know all the lingo 'cause i go there a lot i wish i had me a real job like waiting tables no more vans and travelling bands, i need something stable i wish i had me a real job at the diner across the street where i could meet a late night girl who doesn't eat meat i get so sick of whiskey swilling chicks at all the clubs but i take them out after the show all scrambled up they're all impressed...think i'm a star...i know the waiters by name but in my mind i've cleaned the plates and pumped a lot of pain i wish i had me a real job like waiting tables no more bands and travelling, man, i want something stable i wish i had me a real job at the diner across the street maybe i'd meet a late night girl who likes me