I'm in love, with the deli girl |
But I can't say the words |
So I just buy more sandwiches |
And it's giving me the stinky burps |
I'm eating there three times a day |
Hoping it's your shift |
Getting stamps on my sandwich card |
When you're off I feel like I've been gypped |
You take pastrami |
And put it on a parmesan bun |
And you made it so tasty |
Now I want another one |
How the weeks and the seasons turn |
And that sandwich is our thing |
I wish that I could speak some other words |
Instead I'll have another pastrami |
And you take pastrami |
Put it on that parmesan bun |
And you made it so tasty |
Now I want another one |
Change of hands at the Sandwich Land |
Now saeurkraut makes me cry |
Cuz you've gone to the Deli Grand |
And I will not have my Reuben on rye |
You gotta take pastrami |
And put it on that parmesan bun |
Cuz that makes it so tasty |
Now I want another one |
You take pastrami |
And put it on a parmesan bun |
But you made it so God darn tasty |
Now I want another one |
Now I want another one |
Now I want another one |
And I go |
And I go |
And I go |
And I go |
And I go |
And I go, so |
Now I want another one |
Friday, October 2, 2015
Pastrami on a Parmesan Bun
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