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Dinner With Friends lyrics

Like a Brontosaurus, she was packin' it in
The first night we dined and by the next time
This girl was eatin' all but the tip

And by the stroke of midnight, she wanted some more
Showin' dirty movies like some kind of whore
But she was wastin' her time 'cause there wasn't a line
That would make me come around her door

Dinner with Delores must be some kind of sin
Her bell's just a-broken since 1984
Dancin' like a white girl on disco dirty floors

Damn, Delores, pick another subject please
Introduce the carpet to something other than your knees

Like a real confession no one could be more made up than you
Nothin's left for guessin', what a shame, boo hoo

Delores
Delores

I'd call you a friend, but it must be a sin
And I've run out of cheeks to turn

Dinner with Delores
No more that's the end

Like a Brontosaurus, she was packin' it in
The first night we dined and by the next time

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