I am me as you are you and you are you and we all cook together!
See how they eat, like pigs at their feet, see how they snort. I'm drying!
Serving people Corn Flakes. Waiting for the order to come.
Corporation meetings, stupid bloody Mondays, cook, he's been a naughty man, spit in his milkshake.
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I serve the egg, man.
They serve the egg, man.
I am the waitress! Take your order!
Mr. Cane, bosse's name, kissing lots and lots of bosse's ass.
See my fake laugh, laughing at his bad crap, see how I laugh.
I'm drying. I'm drying! I'm drying.
Yellow mound of custard, dripping from a fat guy's plate.
Crab-o-Rama special, for $9.95, plus sales tax and not to mention a tip.
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Working at a dirty table, picking up some plates.
If they don't tip you, you get mad, not enough pay for you.
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Expert eaters, smoking zone, don't you think the waitress hates the food?
See how I trip, spilling lots of tuna dip, see how I laugh.
I'm drying.
Salmonella sufferers. Complaining 'bout our food for miles.
Elementary children, singing stupid songs, boy you should have seen them throwing a big tantrum
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