Its midnight at the diner, telephone rings
A middle class women heart on a string
Sitting back at the hotel lonely and blue
Wondering about her old man and where hes gone too
A nickel for a dime
When you drunk on blackberry wine
Every night under old diner lights
Theres a love song in three quarter time
Theres a man in the corner on his last cigarette
Thinking about the old days and whats hes got left
The jukebox is playing an old lonesome tune
Tear drops are falling under the moon
A nickel for a dime
When you drunk on blackberry wine
Every night under old diner lights
Theres a love song in three quarter time
Theres drinks on the table the lights turned low
Waitress at the counter wishin for home
Now it four in the morning and no closing time
Just a few broken hearts and an old neon sign
