Waifs, The - The Waitress
I thought Iâ??d move to Sydney to get a little piece
Of the city life they talk about in the 90â??s.
Where everyone I meet donâ??t want to know my name
They want to know what I do for a living
My songs donâ??t earn me money or fill my pockets with cash
Every time I go busking I make more in hash
Everything I want is getting further out of reach
Like that funky little apartment down on bondi
Iâ??ve been getting cozy with a kiwi boy
Heâ??d kill me if I said he was sweet as apple pie
Heâ??s going to leave me and hit the road
Heâ??s touring with the theater â?? if you see him say I said hello
All the birthday money my parents sent
Was spent on the phonebill and paying the rent
Frijole, guacamole anything you want
Iâ??m working as a waitress in a mexican restaurant
Of the city life they talk about in the 90â??s.
Where everyone I meet donâ??t want to know my name
They want to know what I do for a living
My songs donâ??t earn me money or fill my pockets with cash
Every time I go busking I make more in hash
Everything I want is getting further out of reach
Like that funky little apartment down on bondi
Iâ??ve been getting cozy with a kiwi boy
Heâ??d kill me if I said he was sweet as apple pie
Heâ??s going to leave me and hit the road
Heâ??s touring with the theater â?? if you see him say I said hello
All the birthday money my parents sent
Was spent on the phonebill and paying the rent
Frijole, guacamole anything you want
Iâ??m working as a waitress in a mexican restaurant