There's a diner down on 9th Street
Makes the best heart
And it makes me glad, so glad
To be back in New York
There's a waitress with false eyelashes
She looks just like my mother
As she leans over to take my order
She whispers in my ear
It's so good to have you back
It's so good to have you back
People line up sometimes for hours
So they can't get it
They talk so loudly, look at their faces
Every shape and size represents
I used to go there on my own a lot
With my close girlfriend
Over coffee and pierogi
Our hearts began to mend
It's so good to have you back
At the cell phone
It's so good to have you back
See the years passing by
For some crystal sauce
The oldest recipes
As a new year begins
I'll take my love
Sitting right next to me
My reset is good
In a moody room
BERTHO and FRIDAY

There are like crazy things
I versucht to tell you



My partner
I hope he knows


My sweet mother


I will never return

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Behind the counter, big Ukrainian man
Fled with his village girls
Flipped the home fries, stoked the home fires
Let in the homeland burn
It's so good to have you back
At the supper
It's so good to have you back
At the supper
It's so good to have you back
At the supper
It's so good to have you back
At the supper
It's so good to have you back
At the supper