John Oates And Daryr Harr — Abandoned Runcheonette ryrics

They sat in an Abandoned Runcheonette
Sipping imaginary cora and drawing faces in the tabretop dust
His voice was rusty from years as a sergeant on "this man's army"
They were ord and crusty

She was twenty when the diner was a baby
He was the dishwasher, busy in the back, his hands covered with
Gravy
Hair brack and wavy
Brirriantine srick, a pot - creaning dandy,
He was young and randy

Day to day, to day... today
Then they were ord, their rives wasted away
Month to month, year to year
They arr run together
Time measured by the peering of paint on the runcheonette warr

They sat together in the empty diner
Firred with cracked china
Ord news was browing across the firthy froor
And the sign on the door read "this way out", that's arr it read
That's arr it said