Waitress, You May Refill My Coffee Now

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Waitress, you may refill my coffee now
Mornin’ Miss, your sight is such a relief
Today I’ll be renewed, fresh & free
Been plucking the wharves from my teeth
My heart had been down on its luck
Though today I’m feeling much better
That woman’s no longer haunting me
I decided to throw out her final letter
Stepped right up to the edge of the bridge
I threw it out to the unforgiving sea
Those papers floated off forevermore
All I need today is this perfect coffee
I’m different & she doesn’t exist
Think I’ll head down to the corner
Flag down a taxi & go for a ride
Take back taxes stolen by Jack Horner
Heard he was dealing cards
At SOMA’s famous jook joint
Heard he was spending my money
With my rusty pistol I’ll anoint
Thank you, ma’am for this cup
I’ll come back, if you please
I don’t get many conversations
Quite as pleasant as these

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I Can’t Be What They Want

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I can’t be what they want
I’m merely a broken soul
With memories that haunt
Restless when the moon is full
& pretty girls that taunt
But it was more than my heart they stole

Fallen Out Of The Boat Like A Circus Freak

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Fallen out of the boat like a circus freak
This cluttered mind has fallen loose
Tumblin’ dice along this sweaty creek
Your necktie makes a perfect noose
Still haunted by that world class whore
I can still taste her filthy mouth
I’m making wide strokes for that shore
Continuing on, I’m heading down south
Gotta find a life that’s goin’ well
Gotta find a way to keep above the swells