Dennys
Where everybody knows your name
There’s not one moment that is lame
The Junior Dippers are the best
And much more cheaper than the rest
The soda flows like running water
The food is good and the price is fair
The service unattainable there
With manners kept, everyone will share
Diane's the best there will ever be
She’s like a mother figure to me
Not just our waitress at the D
But much more like our family
Shell bust her ass to get things right
But give her attitude and she will fight
If she cant help you still she'll try
Don’t want to stop and say good bye
Mikey was a good guy too
But he got fired and left the food
And even though that guy was gay
He’s cool in my book anyway
Veronica, she could serve me piss!
Im stuck on stupid with that chick
Her beauty make me feel so sick
She is someone that Ill miss
And all the lesbians at the D
You’ve been of great service to me
You’ve taken care of us so great
There’ll be a tip under my plate
Were gonna miss all of the fun
Talking with Travis, Diane’s son
Our corner booth is the only one
Were leaving ass prints when were gone!
There’s not one moment that is lame
The Junior Dippers are the best
And much more cheaper than the rest
The soda flows like running water
The food is good and the price is fair
The service unattainable there
With manners kept, everyone will share
Diane's the best there will ever be
She’s like a mother figure to me
Not just our waitress at the D
But much more like our family
Shell bust her ass to get things right
But give her attitude and she will fight
If she cant help you still she'll try
Don’t want to stop and say good bye
Mikey was a good guy too
But he got fired and left the food
And even though that guy was gay
He’s cool in my book anyway
Veronica, she could serve me piss!
Im stuck on stupid with that chick
Her beauty make me feel so sick
She is someone that Ill miss
And all the lesbians at the D
You’ve been of great service to me
You’ve taken care of us so great
There’ll be a tip under my plate
Were gonna miss all of the fun
Talking with Travis, Diane’s son
Our corner booth is the only one
Were leaving ass prints when were gone!
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