I 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 in"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 hellosI'm pretending not to see themInstead I pour the milkOh no, it is always nice to see youIt is always nice to see youIt is always nice to see youIt is always nice to see youIt is al-al-always niceAl-al-always niceIt is always nice to see youAlways nice to see youIt is al-al-always niceOh it is al-al-always niceOh it is always nice to see youAlways niceIt is always nice to see youOh it is always nice to see youAlways nice to see you