Lorraine Feather
Lorraine Feather - Waiting Tables songtekst
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I came here hoping to be a Broadway star- Another dimpled and dewy ingénue Who wound up waiting tables. When all humanity backs up at the bar, Some nights, there's Nothing I wouldn't rather do Than be here waiting tables. One Tanqueray and tonic, one B&B! Guy looks a little hinky at table three. One mango margarita, one rum and coke! I'm swillin' down the coffee, I'm goin' for broke. Friday's crazy! Oh, Bembe, ajuda me A limpiar la mesa, por favor? It's tough but Nobody's gotten me fired so far. I'm pretty certain in time I could be Truly good at waiting tables. Hey! Hot plate! Watch your back! All the regulars like me, I'm not without charm, But I can't carry more than Two trays on my arm. (That's pretty hard-core) Sometimes I stand frozen In the middle of the floor, Spaced-like there's something I've misplaced. Might be my name, Which now is apparently "Miss," Or a summoning finger-snap. There's a lesson in this, But I can't quite put my finger on it. One Miller in the bottle, one J&B! Guy's definitely trouble, at table three. These maraschino cherries are gettin' gross. I'm pullin' in a hundred, or real close! Ordering, ordering! Sad to say The chef's gone AWOL And I got a party of seventeen. Sir, you should 86 The fat cigar. Yeah, well, I promise you would be too if you Were out here waiting tables. Hey! Heads up! Comin' through! Oo-oo-oo-oo-ooh, comin' through! By now I figured to be A household name, On stage and screen, But I'll tell you what, I've learned a lot from waiting tables. Learned to handle Several things at once, for instance, And when a buck's not Even ten percent. I came here hoping to be a great big star- Another dimpled and dewy ingénue Who wound up waiting tables. When all humanity backs up at the bar, Some nights, there's nothing I wouldn't rather do Than be here waiting tables. Friday's crazy! Oh, Bembe, ajuda me A limpiar la mesa, por favor? Tanqueray and tonic, one B&B! Guy's little hinky at table three. One mango margarita, one rum and coke! I'm swillin' down the coffee, I need a Miller in the bottle, one J&B! Definitely trouble, at table three. These maraschino cherries are gettin' gross. I'm pullin' in a hundred, or real close! I moved here to Keep an appointment with destiny, And I'm still waiting.