Waitress

The waitress is sliding down the wall

You can see her chest rise and fall

Her mascara runnin' thin

And the payphone is swinging against the wall

Don't ask her 'bout the call

You know she only trying to begin again

And the manager is yelling

Something about her hair being in her face

Customer complainin'

But he really has no case

And the counterqueens don't even lookup from their magazines

But oh and the waitress oh she stares straight ahead

Saying something she never said

And the waitress has them backing

Has them backing against the all til they white in the face

She got 'em going now oh them praying

But they never know of the role they play

And the manager is quiet as she fumbles with the drawer

No he said no he said

You will never get away with this

No she said

You will never get away with this

Cause today when the door opens

The rain slants in

There's water all over the floor

Busser waves to the meter maid

Who don't waive back no more

We're all searching for something

We'll all find a place to stay

Though we may have next to nothing

Oh lord we'll find a way