I hit the cafe three times a day
The food's alright
The drinks are okay
But the barista
She's more than just alright
You can bet her tip jar's full
She introduced me to a thing called drool
Oh that barista
What's she's doing tonight
Every guy in here's
Repping the best clothes they got
When did casual
Become higher class than I thought
I wonder if the boss knows
The best investment they made
Was a girl who'd brew drinks
And make dudes dream all day
Everytime I try to talk to her
And get her digits
I never get the right number
Just the price of my order on a paper slip
I hit the cafe three times a day
The food's alright
The drinks are okay
But the barista
She's more than just alright
You can bet her tip jar's full
She introduced me to a thing called drool
Oh that barista
What she's doing tonight
Now the cafe is hiring
Guess I could use a job
Maybe working with that girl
Could help us fall in love
I walked in in my uniform
They said she's moving away
Talk about misinformed
I took her place making lattes
I work the cafe
Every week day
The food's still bad
But the drinks are great
Because I'm the barista
Kinda weird in hindsight
You can't see through my tip jar
I remember everyone's order
Put art on their coffee
And sing to the line
It's crazy how an
Atmosphere can change
The ladies are strolling in
I guess they like the frappes
I got a new co-worker
She seemed pretty chill
She used to be a customer
Always looked confused at her paper bill
She'd be fun to hang out with
Too bad I'm moving away
Write the date down may 5th
I got a job in LA