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 they 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 her man
And now wonders just where
she 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 her
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 off the riched
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 s___gy 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 s___gy
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

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