Afterparty

The three of us
you, me and tom.
What a laugh it was
sitting in the booth at 3 a.m.

Oh sure the waitress said she was fed up
but who can blame her at 3 a.m?
You could see deep inside
She was happy to see us
what with her normal clients
being greasy truckers and
mudd ruckers--the grime
at the bottom of the coffee pot
she said

What a laugh it was
at 3 a.m. the four of us,
you, tom the waitress and me.
The hipest people at the party
after a hard night's jam.
What a laugh it is,
when you're the only people there.