Satan Would Sit In The Smoking Section But He Doesn't Like The Creepy Waiter Letra

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Letra de Satan Would Sit In The Smoking Section But He Doesn't Like The Creepy Waiter
The fragrance of spent ashtrays eminates and the butch waitress is the only woman in my life right now hey flow no need for a menu I know whats coming to me and these scrambled eggs are runny just like my fucking nose wheres my free refill?
Bottomless cup of salvation for my life in a vinyl booth