The man in the corner booth
Just sitting alone
Acting kind of odd
Like there's something wrong with him

He might grunt and grown
Or start talking to himself
And doesn't really associate
With anybody in there

I'm sure he offends people
By the way that he acts
And surely he'd figure out
That he offends everybody

But what if they're wrong
About the man sitting there
Maybe he's watching people
Maybe he's just thinking

And how would I know
About what he's doing there
Or have you figured out
I'm the man in the corner booth