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We went down to Dino's Air was thick as honey You were looking just as sweet Heard of places nicer Didn't have the money But at least we could escape the heat Waited for our number You drank a mimosa Out of a plastic cup As you sat there drinking You bet I was thinking Where will this night end up There was a waitress on the telephone There was a method actor drunk A kid with a fake ID and confidence And then there was us Being without you seems a tragedy I don't have words to give you now I want to have our own vernacular All of the things I would say but I don't know how Leant across the table Wanted to get closer Letras de cancionesI was trying to take your cues I suggested that we go to karaoke But you'd bought your dancing shoes There was a greatest hits on the stereo There was a nun drinking her doubt There was a young boy making promises To a Dolly Parton cardboard cutout Being without you seems a tragedy I don't have words to give you now I want to have our own vernacular All of the things I would say but I don't know how Tell you I'm lost unless I look at you Have you the most that time allows Because without you I lose sanity All of the things I would say but I don't know how Being without you seems a tragedy I don't have words to give you now I want to have our own vernacular All of the things I would say but I don't know All of the things I would say but I don't know All of the things I would say but I don't know how From Letras Mania