| Thank you for dinner last night at Los Margaritos
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| I’m sorry I complained about the quality of the beef in my burrito
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| I’m sorry I said I’d rather be eating a bag of Cheetos
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| I’m sorry I said I’d rather be bathing in a bathtub full of Fritos
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| I wish we could go back right now to Los Margaritos
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| I wish we could all go back right now to Los Margaritos
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| Now everyone has flown away and I’m watching the day fade
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| I’ve got no plans tonight, nobody’s calling, it’s a Saturday
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| It’s April Fool’s and I’ve got no pranks, no practical jokes today
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| I’m the asshole alone on the couch who rained on everyone’s parade
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| Now I’m sitting here alone watching the tourists' boat float away
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| Now I’m sitting here watching the ferry boat float away
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| In the moment I couldn’t help but wish to wiggle out
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| I try to put my smiling face on but I couldn’t control my bow, pow pow pow pow
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| And the kids are young, I feel so dumb
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| Cause I never know what to say to them
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| And I sit there remembering the time I was their age in amazement
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| It’s complicated stuff, my brain is like a loaded washer being spun
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| Spun, my brain is like a loaded washer being spun
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| Thank you for dinner last night, it really was the sweetest thing
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| It’s nice remembering now, as things can be in hindsight you’re reflecting
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| The guacamole wasn’t bad, the chips were okay
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| The lemon wedge was fresh, right there on the edge of my glass of iced tea
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| I wish I was big enough to overcome my tension and my unease
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| But who says sitting around with those who you love is always an easy breeze?
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| Who says sitting around with those whom you love is an easy breeze?
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| The elements and idiosyncrasies and convoluted complexities
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| The baggage, the history, what things are like now
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| Compared to how they used to be
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| Remember the times we put our toes in the ocean and we went tidepooling?
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| Remember when we could walk to the shore and back without moaning or groaning?
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| I’m definitely not a kid anymore, going yard to yard lawnmowing
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| I’m definitely not a kid anymore, going from house to house corning
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| We’re definitely not kids anymore
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| In the backseat of our parent’s car, taking trips to Niagara Falls
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| We’re definitely not kids anymore
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| Wondering if our parents are in the other room, listening to our phone calls
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| Anyhow, thank you again for dinner at Los Margaritos
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| Next time, dinner on me, let’s try Chapino’s
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| It’s lonely tonight, eating my celery sticks and sipping on Pellegrino
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| I wish we could all be together again right now
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| Straining our necks to watch kitty cat video
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| Together as a family having dinner at Los Margaritos
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| I wish we could all go back right now to Los Margaritos
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| I wish we could all go back right now to Los Margaritos |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Los Margaritos , by - Mark Kozelek. Song from the album mark kozelek with ben boye and jim white, in the genre Альтернатива