Kinky Friedman - Waitret, Please, Waitret Lyrics
(kinky friedman, major boles, roscoe west)Well, I pulled into dallat on a cold december dayBought coffee and a doughnut at the greasy spoon caf,Spied me a pretty young waitret standing by her tray,But she couldnt believe her sweet young ears when the waitret heard me say:Oh, waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate,Eatin aint cheatin, lord it aint no disgrace.Oh, bring me a lone star, make it a caseAnd 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, thats a cigarette machine!well, look-a here, young waitret, would you care to make a bet,And if that there aint a jukebox, you can smoke my cigarette!Oh, waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate,Eatin aint cheatin, lord it aint no disgrace.Oh, bring me a lone star, make it a caseAnd waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate.Youre 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 dIn 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 aint cheatin, lord it aint no disgrace.Oh, bring me a lone star, make it a caseAnd waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate.