I am sitting in the morning At the diner on the corner I am waiting at the counter For the man to pour the coffee And he fills it only halfway And before I even argue He is looking out the window At somebody coming in Instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk It is always nice to see you Says the man behind the counter To the woman who has come in She is shaking her umbrella And I looked the other way As they are kissing their hellos And I'm pretending not to see them And instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk Instead I pour the milk