Lyrics to Lost Cafe
Mm, I'm in the mood, I got some money
My motel room's dripping with honey
He poured me coffee at the Lost Cafe
Lots of cream, lots of sugar, lots of "What's your name?"
And now I'm getting hungry watching "Dirty Harry"
Gonna order up some trouble here in Tucumcari
Hello, delicious, do you deliver?
Ring-a-ding-ding, king of the come-hither
You're the finest thing I've seen on 66
You ain't no appetizer, you're the whole damn dish
Delivery, deliver me, delivery
He rang my bell, we started kissing
The walls are thin, so everyone can listen
He turned on my jets, I pulled his throttle
I emptied him out and ordered up another bottle
Hello, delicious, do you deliver?
Ring-a-ding-ding, king of the come-hither
You're the finest thing I've seen on 66
You ain't no appetizer, you're the whole damn dish
Delivery, deliver me, delivery
I awoke to the sound of a freight train howling by
The boy was gone, but that was alright
I went by the cafe to drop off a little cash
The boss lady was there looking real nasty
Cooking up a bunch of corned beef hash or something
I said, "This is for the delivery boy, I never caught his name"
And she looked at me so strange
And she said, "There's no delivery boy at the Lost Cafe"
Delivery, deliver you to me
Oh, hello, delicious, do you deliver?
Ring-a-ding-ding, king of the come-hither
If you're rolling down the 66 Highway
Think twice before stopping at the Lost Cafe
Hello, delicious, do you deliver?
My motel room's dripping with honey
He poured me coffee at the Lost Cafe
Lots of cream, lots of sugar, lots of "What's your name?"
And now I'm getting hungry watching "Dirty Harry"
Gonna order up some trouble here in Tucumcari
Hello, delicious, do you deliver?
Ring-a-ding-ding, king of the come-hither
You're the finest thing I've seen on 66
You ain't no appetizer, you're the whole damn dish
Delivery, deliver me, delivery
He rang my bell, we started kissing
The walls are thin, so everyone can listen
He turned on my jets, I pulled his throttle
I emptied him out and ordered up another bottle
Hello, delicious, do you deliver?
Ring-a-ding-ding, king of the come-hither
You're the finest thing I've seen on 66
You ain't no appetizer, you're the whole damn dish
Delivery, deliver me, delivery
I awoke to the sound of a freight train howling by
The boy was gone, but that was alright
I went by the cafe to drop off a little cash
The boss lady was there looking real nasty
Cooking up a bunch of corned beef hash or something
I said, "This is for the delivery boy, I never caught his name"
And she looked at me so strange
And she said, "There's no delivery boy at the Lost Cafe"
Delivery, deliver you to me
Oh, hello, delicious, do you deliver?
Ring-a-ding-ding, king of the come-hither
If you're rolling down the 66 Highway
Think twice before stopping at the Lost Cafe
Hello, delicious, do you deliver?
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