Tom meltzer She reminds you of your mother in a dirty sort of way When she brings you your food and she takes it away She smiles at you when you clean your plate Makes you feel like a big strong man Is she winking at you or is that something in her eye? Are you making too much of her giggles and sighs? The only thing you've talked about is coffee and fries But she's a waitress so she understands So, you take my order, i'll take my time I'm looking you over while i'm making up my mind Put on the sk**et, put on the bread I'll pretend i'm home, getting breakfast in bed She don't leave me fed up, she just leaves me well fed She's a waitress and she understands In her tight uniform with a low-cut neck And the way that the grease mixes with her sweat She smells as good as the inside of a new corvette She fits your dreams like a baseball glove And when she smiles at you, that's when you realize That's not the way she smiles at all the other guys You see her sneak a peek from behind the pies She's a waitress, and you're in love Chorus (last line: she's a waitress, and i'm in love) Now you see her give the fry-cook a secret kiss And the ring on her finger that you previously missed Maybe you're not the guy she can't resist And your breakfast is almost done So you swear that you'll never fool yourself anymore Then you remember as you're walking out the door There's still lunch and dinner and a thousand meals more With a waitress at every one Chorus