I can cook a little
But it's not a lot to shout about
It's kinda mean cuisine
So, I eat out
Hey, they know me at the Greek and the Chink
And the Italian and the Indian, too
And they all say
"Here comes that sad American man again
What are we gonna do?"
Well you can put me at the table
In the corner in the back
Unless you got one in a telephone booth
I'm here and I'm alone again
It's sad but it's the truth
No, I'm not expecting anyone
Is that beyond belief
Give me the menu
Take away the candle
Never mind the aperitif
They got a couple of couples
A trio and a foursome
They even got a party of eight
I'm getting that look
I wish I'd brought a book
Better yet, I wish I'd already ate
But it's not a lot to shout about
It's kinda mean cuisine
So, I eat out
Hey, they know me at the Greek and the Chink
And the Italian and the Indian, too
And they all say
"Here comes that sad American man again
What are we gonna do?"
Well you can put me at the table
In the corner in the back
Unless you got one in a telephone booth
I'm here and I'm alone again
It's sad but it's the truth
No, I'm not expecting anyone
Is that beyond belief
Give me the menu
Take away the candle
Never mind the aperitif
They got a couple of couples
A trio and a foursome
They even got a party of eight
I'm getting that look
I wish I'd brought a book
Better yet, I wish I'd already ate
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