歌曲名 Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

歌手名 Bobby Bare

作词：Shel Silverstein

作曲：Shel Silverstein

It's two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

The onions are frying the neon is bright

And the jukebox is startin' to play

And the sign on the wall says In God

We Trust all others have to pay

And it's two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

The short order cook with the momma tattoo

He's a turnin' them hamburgers slow

Eggs over easy whole wheat down

Y'all want that coffee to go

He never once dreamed as a rodeo star

That he'd wind up here today

At two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

There's a tall skinny girl in the booth

In the back wearin' jeans and a second hand fur

She's been to the doctor

Then called up a man

And now wonders just

Which way could turn

She stares at her coffee

Then looks toward the ceiling

But Lord it's a strange place to pray

At two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

There's a guy in a tux and he stands

In the corner feedin' the jukebox his dimes

He just had a woman

And thought that he'd bought

But found he'd just rented some time

And he couldn't sleep

So he came back to see

If anyone else wants to play

At two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

Now there's an old dollar bill

In the frame on the wall

The first one that Rose ever made

It was once worth a dollar a long time ago

But like Rose it's beginnin' to fade

She's back of the register dreamin' of someone

And how things would be if he'd stay

But it's two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

The stoop shouldered man

And his frizzy haired woman

It's strange how their eyes never meet

He's playin' the pinball she's fixin' the blanket

Of the baby asleep on the seat

He's out of work she's puttin' on weight

And they never did have too much to say

It's two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

The waitress Darlene she sits

At the counter paintin' her fingernails blue

And the short order cook he yells move it

Or lose it and pick up an order of stew

But someday a rich handsome man'll walk in

And carry her far far away

From two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

The shaggy haired hippie he's finished his meal

And he's countin' the change in his jeans

Burger and coffee are ８５ cents

And he's only got ２３

He smiles at Rose and she winks back at him

But Lord that's a high price to pay

At two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe

The baby faced sailor he leans on the phone

And dials the number again

While the guy in the tux tells the girl in the jeans

Bout wonderful places he's been

And a wino comes in off the street

And starts shoutin'

Bout fortunes that he threw away

And Rosalie's asking the shaggy haired hippie

If he's got a warm place to stay

And the short order cook takes a five

From the till while Rosie's looking away

And the onions keep frying the neon is bright

And the jukebox continues to play

And it's two in the morning on Saturday night

At Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe