| I was workin' in a diner down on Highway 66
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| My boss, who was a walking one-liner, supplied burgers and the jokes for the
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| hicks
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| My life would have been so dull
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| Just like fries without a steak
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| If I hadn’t had my daily cinnamon bun on my coffee break
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| One of those moments he came in smilin'
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| What he said was a bit more than I could take
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| «A minute on your lips and a lifetime on your hips»
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| No no no no
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| Why’d you tell me so?
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| «A minute on your lips and a lifetime on your hips»
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| When I went mad it made him glad
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| No more fun in my cinnamon bun
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| I tried to talk to the burger buckaroo
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| It didn’t help when I heard him say
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| «It was your looks, honey, that made me hire you»
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| But not the ones you’ve been givin' me all day
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| Oh, why is my life such a pain?
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| Just like coffee without a cup
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| The sign in the window said:
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| «Don't go hungry, come on in and get fed up»
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| I went out the back door with my sweet roll
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| Thought I’d dodged him when he suddenly showed up
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| «A minute on your lips and a lifetime on your hips»
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| No no no no
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| Why’d you tell me so?
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| «A minute on your lips and a lifetime on your hips»
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| When I went mad it made him glad
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| No more fun in my cinnamon bun
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| I kept waitin' on my tables
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| While waiting for the tables to turn
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| The comedian cowboy that stank of stables
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| Got me yearnin' for the wiener to burn
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| My days ought’a be shinin' bright
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| Just like eggs sunny-side up
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| So I finally put my foot down
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| And tied him up with an apron
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| Explaining that this waitress
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| Just went from zero to bitch
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| In three-point-seven seconds
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| Just because of his disrespectful treatment
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| And bumper sticker wisdoms
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| «Eat this too,» I said
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| And fed the sinner six or seven cinnamon buns at once
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| I used to be workin' in a diner
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| I left the joker in the kitchen with a song
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| A minute on my lips and a lifetime on my hips
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| Whoa whoa whoa whoa I’m gonna let it show
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| A minute on my lips and a lifetime on my hips
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| Let him stare and see if I care
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| So much fun with my cinnamon (cinnamon cinnamon cinnamon)
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| A minute on my lips and a lifetime on my hips
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| Hey hey yay yay I’m gonna let it stay
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| A minute on my lips and a lifetime on my hips
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| We’re almost done
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| Though we’ve just begun to have some fun with my cinnamon bun
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| To have some fun with my cinnamon bun |