Karen Zoid – Waitress lyrics

I'm just a waitress
The food here is tasteless
I'm not your private wench
So please excuse my French
Medium to rare
Want to stick it up your?
Ask me to get some water
For your difficult daughter

-Repeat verse 1-

Cabernet Sauvignon
a nice Moët et Chandon

Killed a cockroach in the kitchen
Nearly part of the meal you'r eating
You better be nice to me
I'll spit in your coffee
I'll spit in your tea

I'm just a waitress
My name's on the shiftlist
I'm smiling 'cause it pays
I cry on my off days

Our special for the evening
Is vichyssoise
-a creamy leek potato soup

Everything's always my fault
when the kitchen's closed
when your food is cold
lipstick mark on the coffee cup
when the music sucks
when the bread is old

I'm just a waitress
My name is on the shiftlist
I'm smiling 'cause it pays
I cry on my off days (x2)

I'm just a waitress I've been here
For three years
I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting