Kinky Friedman
Kinky Friedman - Waitret, Please, Waitret songtekst
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(kinky friedman, major boles, roscoe west) 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 ¡º 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.