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For me to dine with you We'd have water not wine Paper towels as napkins But you only get one sheet And this old pizza box for a plate The food will be cold And I can't give you dessert Though I do have some pretzels And chocolate syrup All of this is not because it's what you deserve It's just all I have to offer But unlike other places I'm open twenty-four seven
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May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
A nice place to eat
For me to dine with you We'd have water not wine Paper towels as napkins But you only get one sheet And this old pizza box for a plate The food will be cold And I can't give you dessert Though I do have some pretzels And chocolate syrup All of this is not because it's what you deserve It's just all I have to offer But unlike other places I'm open twenty-four seven
david-demille
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May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
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