She moves in a graceful way
With some drinks in her hand
Dancing tavern ballet
Her shape is made to be seen and admired it makes her a name
As she hovers between the furniture of this bar
She's a mystery
Imagine her out
On the Dancefloor
On a wasted Friday night
In a shady, shabby club
Well I don't mind take your time and build a pyramid of pints
Oh, you won't take her home tonight
But you could watch her until the end of time
The way she moves from table to table
Here's your rose you've made it
My Favourite Waitress
She's got that cash-making, breathtaking ladyish dress
You wanna make that hair a mess
Even though it would be a shame or a sin 'cause it's so perfect
The girl's impersonating a famous, Greek goddess
She might reinvent Love every time she gives it to you
Wake up from your daydream Start talking the truth
'Cause she won't write her number on your bill
Oh, you won't take her home tonight
But you could watch her until the end of time
The way she moves from table to table
Here's your rose you've made it
My Favourite Waitress
Oh, you won't take her home tonight
But you could watch her until the end of time
The way she moves from table to table
Here's your rose you've made it
My Favourite Waitress