You wipe the counter slow and steady
Grease rag folded hand is ready
Kid left a plane on booth four table
Wings folded sharp a paper label
Paper plane patrol at three AM
Tiny wings on vinyl stem
No radar blip no diode gem
Just cellulose and fold and trim
Trucker grunts cute kid you know
You pour the refill real slow
Plane don't blink don't need a break
Holds the line for coffee's sake
Paper plane patrol at three AM
Tiny wings on vinyl stem
No radar blip no diode gem
Just cellulose and fold and trim
Waitress laughs it's watching you
You flip eggs say that's the view
Napkin dispenser salt pepper
Plane won't move don't need a helper
Paper plane patrol at three AM
Tiny wings on vinyl stem
No radar blip no diode gem
Just cellulose and fold and trim
Fryer hums the vent fan drones
You wonder where the kid has gone
Back seat sleeping miles from home
Plane holds the fort holds it alone
Dawn creeps in on greasy glass
Plane still standing built to last
Kid returns with sleepy eyes
Tucks the wings in pocket size
Paper plane patrol at three AM
Tiny wings on vinyl stem
No radar blip no diode gem
Just cellulose and fold and trim
Paper plane patrol
Coffee steam and grill smoke rise
Three AM the regulars quiet
