I Am The Waitress

I am she and you are Key as you touch me and we are all together
See how they prank like blokes having fun, see how they lie
I’m crying

Serving up the corn flakes, waiting for The Man to come
Combination tea break, photo opportunity
Love, you’ve been a naughty girl, you let your hair grow long
I’ll egg you on man, you are the leg man
I am the waitress, goo goo g’job

The DPS policeman sitting
Protection Squad policemen in a row
Working on the meter like Lovely Rita this isn’t fun
He’s lying, I’m crying
He’s lying, I’m crying

Yellow Herald bastards, writing up a dead man’s lie
Shallow blogger fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy you been a naughty girl you let your readers down
Ill egg you on man, you are the leg man
I am the waitress, goo goo g’job

Sitting in a Parnell garden, waiting for The Man
If The Man don’t come, no need to run
From standing with my back to him
I’ll egg you on man, you are the leg man
I am the waitress, goo goo g’job
Goo goo g’job, goo goo g’job

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