| 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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