Waffle House Booth

You said that you like me babe,
 I knew it was the truth
 We got thrown out of the waffle house
 for makin' out in the booth
 The Waitress took our order
 Two eggs scrambled, holes & grits
 hash browns scattered smothered
 "that all?" - "Yeah that's it"
 Maybe it was the coffee
 Maybe half and half
 All your lines were workin' on me
 All your jokes made me laugh
 When you said you like me
 I knew it was the truth
 We got thrown out of the Waffle House
 for makin' out in the booth
 we put a dollar in the juke box
 picked some Otis and some Ray
 We didn't even notice
 the waitress clear them plates away
 And your hair smelled of fried bacon
 when your lips touched mine
 and the coffee refills kept coming
 flowing like wine -> then SOLO
 The Manager came over
 Sent us on our way
 We had money in the juke box
 Two songs left to play
 We begged and we pleaded
 but she would not let us stay
 Hey Hey Hey!
 Now the thing about the waffle house
 Is that they're the same everywhere
 It don't matter where you go now
 they got that special atmsophere
 I don't know what keeps us coming back
 But it sure ain't the food
 Maybe it's that yellow post
 that puts us in the mood ->
 We get thrown out of the waffle house
 for makin' out in the booth