Del Barber - The Waitress Lyrics

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The Waitress

The Waitress Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Waitress By Del Barber?
She was tall, and always tired
She worked the late shift at the all-night diner Years can fly by you in a place like this Waitin' for a perfect man And a perfect kiss Coffee cups, eggs and sausage Steady hands, friendly smiles hold her hostage She traded her twenties for a job that never promised more Her dreams, they fell asleep on the top bunk And woke up on the floor There ain't no good fight Ain't no heroes Ain't no bad man out to get you There's just a tough job That'll swallow you In the darkness of another day She grew up in the west She grew up in the country Great planes and long trains, horses and hay She thought she was rich Cause she had everything she could need 'Til that storm of divorce came And all was lost in legal fees She moved to the city before she turned twenty-five Never looked back, never wondered what she'd lost She got a job and learned to work Tried her damnedest to be happy She knows she'll never feel what it's like To be free enough to leave There ain't no good fight Ain't no heroes Ain't no bad man out to get you There's just a tough job That'll swallow you In the darkness of another day There's no more cowboys, no more bonfires No more stars up in her sky There's just the streetlights Cast in shadows, into the darkness of another day Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
Who Wrote The Waitress By Del Barber?
Delaney Doucha Barber
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What's The Duration Of The The Waitress By Del Barber?The duration of The Waitress is 5:04 minutes and seconds. |
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