Table for Honey

(ha ha!) You sit right down in booth number four Same spot

you've taken since seventy-four I don't need a menu,

I don't need to ask You're coffee and over-easy,

moving too fast (mmm-hmm)

Remember that night

back in eighty-nine? When Arthur was packed and ready to sign He

had his bags in the truck,

his hand on the key But he stayed for some peach pie

and a talking to from me (hahaha)

Oh,

I call everybody honey,

same as always

Underneath these diner lights,

down the hallway We got rhinestone hearts and a cup that won't

run dry Saving marriages and souls

with a slice of pie

(yeah!) Thirty long years of filling up cups

Watching the down-and-outs and the ups I've seen teenagers marry,

and babies grow tall And I've got a smile and a honey

for them all

Oh,

I call everybody honey,

same as always

Underneath these diner lights,

down the hallway We got rhinestone hearts and a cup that won't

run dry Saving marriages and souls

with a slice of pie

Oh,

I call everybody honey,

same as always

Underneath these diner lights,

down the hallway We got rhinestone hearts and a cup that won't

run dry Saving marriages and souls

with a slice of pie

(honey, same as always!) Yeah,

same as always

(ha ha ha) Just pour another cup