Lyrics:
Doo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooI am sitting in the morningAt the diner on the cornerI am waiting at the counterFor the man to pour the coffeeAnd he fills it only halfwayAnd before I even argueHe is looking out the windowAt somebody coming inDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo doo'It is always nice to see you'Says the man behind the counterTo the woman who has come inShe is shaking her umbrellaAnd I look the other wayAs they are kissing their hellosAnd I'm pretending not to see themAnd instead I pour the milkDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooI open up the paperThere's a story of an actorWho had died while he was drinkingIt was no one I had heard ofAnd I'm turning to the horoscopeAnd looking for the funniesWhen I'm feeling someone watching meAnd so I raise my headDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooThere's a woman on the outsideLooking inside, does she see me?No, she does not really see me'Cause she sees her own reflectionAnd I'm trying not to noticeThat she's hitching up her skirtAnd while she's straightening her stockingsHer hair has gotten wetDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooOh, this rain it will continueThrough the morning as I'm listeningTo the bells of the cathedralI am thinking of your voiceDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo dooDoo doo doo doo doo doo-doo doo