(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 cafй,
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, Ў°hey, stupid, that's a cigarette machine! Ў±
Ў°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! Ў±

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 Ўє 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.
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Waitret, Please, Waitret Lyrics

Kinky Friedman – Waitret, Please, Waitret Lyrics