Tom Waits - Eggs and Sausage (Intro) lyrics

Nighthawks at the diner Of Emma's 49er, there's a rendezvous Of strangers around the coffee urn tonight All the gypsy hacks, the insomniacs Now the paper's been read Now the waitress said Eggs and sausage and a side of toast Coffee and a roll, hash browns over easy Chile in a bowl with burgers and fries What kind of pie? In a graveyard charade, a late shift masquerade Two for a quarter, dime for a dance With Woolworth rhinestone diamond Earrings, and a sideway's glance And now the register rings And now the waitress sings (chorus) the cla**ified section offered no direction It's a cold caffeine in a nicotine cloud Now the touch of your fingers Lingers burning in my memory I've been 86ed from your scheme I'm in a melodramatic nocturnal scene I'm a refugee from a disconcerted affair As the lead pipe morning falls And the waitress calls (chorus)