Waiting tables at the burger stand
You were sitting alone
I came up for your order and asked you what you want
You said do you really want to know
Just got to town I didn't have a friend
No, I didn't even have a car
Down at the three clubs, I wrote you a poem
And you bought the drinks at the bar
Oh, then you fell in love with me
Yes you did
You took me to A from Z
Yes you did
There was something you could see
I was broken, I was poor
Then you said I could be yours
Though I don't have a dime
Even bums get lucky sometimes
I've never been a hero
I can't pretend to have a plan
No, I just want to be a regular guy
Does that mean I could be your man...
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