My reservation was for 9. All heads look down. There was no clock around. I tried but couldn't make it on time. Couldn't find a lie. Watches stopped broken clocks. My my hands are tied. And I can't hold the lie. And I know I can never eat here again. Hey Peter Luger let me in. It's all my fault. Father Time - I have sinned. I missed my plate of splatterfat ribs. No one forgives. Traffic costs dirty bibs. My my hands were tied. And I had crossed the line. And I know I can never eat here again. (I don't know what to do nobody care 'bout no fair share. Yeah I'm comin' up on a meat beat down. Service with a frown - cause I was late I get a cold plate. You punish me - that's not how it was supposed to be). (I screw you and I screw me too - it's not what I meant to do. But my actions didn't live up to my intentions or my expectations. The reservation was for 4 but they just wanna show me the door. And get me outta there). My my hands are tied. And I can't hold the lie. And I know I can never eat here again. And I'll starve till I die. (I should have went to Vegas diner 'round the corner. Where the price is good the food is worse and it's in Bensonhurst). My my hands were tied. (You murdered my night - the food was not right. The bill was bigger than my wallet and bigger than my appetite). And I had crossed the line. (Another time another night I could have been better satisfied. I tried it's gonna be the last time). And I know I can never eat here again