You are the waitress in a small cafe

Who regularly takes the pill

And you bring food in on a silver tray

In a fashion, dressed to kill

I am the barman in a sleazy nightclub downtown

Your old man suspects you of infidelity

Your old man suspects you of infidelity

He doesn't know it's me

He doesn't know it's me

He doesn't know it's me

He doesn't know it's me

You are the waitress in a small cafe

And you bring food in on a tray

You're kind of cute and I like 'em that way

And you bring food in on a tray

I am the barman in a sleazy nightclub downtown

Your old man suspects you of infidelity

Your old man suspects you of infidelity

Your old man suspects you of infidelity

He doesn't know it's me

He doesn't know it's me

He doesn't know it's me

He doesn't know it's me