Short temper waitress
I'll be your short temper waitress
Every night you sit in my section
Corner booth by the door�
Ordering the special on my menu,
But I refuse to be the artificial sweetener in your
Endless cup of black�
You can keep your big tipper too,
Because I�m not a whore,
There is no awkward conversation, no sweet talk to my love
You ask what�s good tonight?
I say you can buy your way right back out the door�.
You never seem to hear me when I say
You�re not welcome here anymore�