Well, ya take off in the evenin', ya hear the last call ring,
And she march you to her table to serve the same cold thing.
Crusty food stuck on yer table, and a stink up in the can.
But ya better not complain, boy, you'll get your toast without the jam.

CHORUS:
Let the Denny Special stick a fork in me,
Let the Denny Special come an poison me,
Let the Denny Special make me cough and wheeze,
Let the Denny Special serve an overflowin' drink on me.

Yonder come the waitress, how in the world did ya know?
By the stain upon her apron, and the claws she wore.
Tattoo on her shoulder, stone and chisel in her hand;
She come to take yer order, she didn't wash her hands.

Let the Denny Special stick a fork in me,
Let the Denny Special come an poison me,
Let the Denny Special make me cough and wheeze,
Let the Denny Special serve an overflowin' drink on me.

If yer ever in Denny's, well, you better fly right
Ya better not giggle, there, ya better eat light.
Or the waitress will curse ya and the cooks will give you frowns.
The next thing you know, boy, Oh! Yer toilet bound.

Let the Denny Special stick a fork in me,
Let the Denny Special come an poison me,
Let the Denny Special make me cough and wheeze,
Let the Denny Special serve an overflowin' drink on me.

Let the Denny Special stick a fork in me,
Let the Denny Special come an poison me,
Let the Denny Special make me cough and wheeze,
Let the Denny Special serve an overflowin' drink on me.