Waitret, Please, Waitret Songtext

Kinky Friedman

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Waitret, Please, Waitret Songtext
Well, I pulled into Dallat on a cold December day

Bought coffee and a doughnut at the Greasy Spoon Café,

Spied me a pretty young waitret standing by her tray,

But she couldn?t believe her sweet young ears when the waitret heard me say:

Oh, waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate,
Eatin? ain't cheatin?, Lord it ain't no disgrace.

Oh, bring me a Lone Star, make it a case

And waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate.



Well, I walked up to the jukebox feeling kind of mean,

The waitret said, ?Hey, stupid, that's a cigarette machine!?

?Well, look-a here, young waitret, would you care to make a bet,

And if that there ain't a jukebox, you can smoke my cigarette!?



Oh, waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate,
Eatin? ain't cheatin?, Lord it ain't no disgrace.

Oh, bring me a Lone Star, make it a case

And waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate.



You?re the prettiest thing in Dallat, is Dallat your home ?

No, I come all the way from Houton and I feel so all alone.

I used to live in Autin then I come up to big D

In hopes to get my big break on national TV.



Honey, I think I have what it takes to make you a star ? but first ...



Oh, waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate,

Eatin? ain't cheatin?, Lord it ain't no disgrace.

Oh, bring me a Lone Star, make it a case

And waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate.





Oh boy, Kinky, I really like that one.