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A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z The Waitress I thought Id move to Sydney to get a little piece Of the city life they talk about in the 90s. Where everyone I meet dont want to know my name They want to know what I do for a living My songs dont earn me money or fill my pockets with cash Every time I go busking I make more in hash Everything I want is getting further out of reach Like that funky little apartment down on bondi Ive been getting cozy with a kiwi boy Hed kill me if I said he was sweet as apple pie Hes going to leave me and hit the road Hes touring with the theater if you see him say I said hello All the birthday money my parents sent Was spent on the phonebill and paying the rent Frijole, guacamole anything you want Im working as a waitress in a mexican restaurant |
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