Solitude in a Diner

Quiet nights spent sitting in a diner The work day is finally done--for now Nothing at all could be so much finer Husbands align the booths, their strains minor This solitude is all they can allow Quiet nights spent sitting in a diner Merchants thrill in selling a recliner They revel in becoming a cash cow Nothing at all could be so much finer Just coffee for the costume designer After a day with the cat's meow Quiet nights spent sitting in a diner The young street tough received a dark shiner Just by watching O Brother, Where Art Thou? Nothing at all could be so much finer Escape on a grand luxury liner Such are the thoughts of customers, their vow Quiet nights spent sitting in a diner Nothing at all could be so much finer