the popes - waitress lyrics
as i drove out toward dublin
on a warm september day
i stopped for a cold beer
at a smokey pub in bray
i spied a pretty waitress, standing with a tray
she could not believe her ears, when she heard me say
waitress, oh waitress, come sit on my face
eating ain’t cheating, it’s no disgrace
bring me a cold beer, make it a case
waitress, oh waitress, sit on my face
walked over to the jukebox, i was feeling kind of mean
the waittress said “hey stupid, that’s a cigarette machine”
i turned to the waitress, who was standing by the bar,
“if that ain’t a jukebox honey you can smoke my cigar.”
waitress, oh waitress, come sit on my face
eating ain’t cheating, it’s no disgrace
bring me a cold beer, make it a case
waitress, oh waitress, sit on my face
yes i come from wicklow, wicklow is my home
and i’m on my way to dublin and i’m feeling so alone
i got me a job playing guitar, i play a bit on tv
put down your tray, get your pay, come sing along with me
all aboard, this face leaves in 5 minutes
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