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Waitret, Please, Waitret
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Kinky Friedman
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(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 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 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, 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 case And 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 d In 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 case And waitret, please, waitret, come sit down on my fate.
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