Kinky Friedman - Highway Cafe Lyrics
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![]() Kinky Friedman - Highway Cafe LyricsGet Kinky Friedman - Highway Cafe Song Lyrics and related music resourcesGet this as a complimentary ringtone. Enter your phone number to get it to your phone. Get your Kinky Friedman - Highway Cafe ringtone here. (kinky friedman) She was only a waitress in a highway cafe Poured coffee from dusk until dawn But shes heart-broken 24 hours a day For she longed for her trucker whod gone "will you make it a corned beef on rye" Hed sing with a gleam in her eye Oh, the headlights were burning And the big wheels were turning Her sweetheart would come by and by Hed park his great semi off route 64 Shed blush with a sweet little sigh For at half past eleven, hed walk in the door And order a corned beef on rye "will you make it a corned beef on rye" Hed sing with a gleam in her eye The jukebox was blarin His soft eyes were starin And the corned beef would come by and by All the drivers remember that night, so they say Shed said her farewells to them all But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter past twelve Her suitcase still stood in the hall And the hours passed by even as the trucks passed by out on the highway And then two grim highway patrolmen came into the place They shook the rain from their hats And as the poor girl brought them their coffee These were the words that they said "hey, curly, did you see that old diesel flattened out Like your damned nose up by the predicament tonight? "well, he jack-knifed that son of a bitch slicker than owl shit! "ill have a chilli dog over here, baby. "hell, you dont suppose that he had a little ol hog way down the line somewhere, do you? "hey now, curly, dont you know that them damn truckers They got to take up a little filly at every cafe from here to las cruces!" Now there is a small truck-stop on route 64 If you happen to be passin by Theres a trucker that never stops in anymore Theres a waitress who wished she knew why "oh, make it a corned beef on rye" She sings with a tear in her eye And as her dark eyes are glistening Theres someone whos listening In that highway cafe in the sky "oh, well make you the corned beef on rye" She sings with a tear in her eye And as her dark eyes are glistening Theres someone whos listening In that highway cafe in the sky Highway Cafe Lyrics (Kinky Friedman Lyrics) More Kinky Friedman Songs Lyrics ![]() Kinky Friedman - Highway Cafe Music Video DownloadIf you want you can download the music video on your computer.
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