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