The Waitress

And the waitress is sliding down the wall
Don't ask her where she falls
Surely it'll happen again
And the payphone is swinging against the wall
Don't ask her 'bout the call
She's just trying to forget
And the manager was yelling
Something 'bout her hair being in her face
Customer complaining
But he really had no case
The count of queens
Looked up from their magazines
But she goes and stares straight ahead
And today when the door opens the rain slants in
There's water all over the floor
The busser waves to the meter maid
Who don't wave back no more
And the waitress has her back up against the wall
You can see her chest rise and fall
Surely she'll come again
And the payphone is swinging 'gainst the wall
Don't ask her 'bout the call
She's only trying to forget
But today when the door opens the rain slants in
There's water all over the floor
The busser waves to the meter maid
Who don't wave back no more
Today when the door opens the rain slants in
There's water all over the floor
The busser waves to the meter maid
Who don't wave back no more