Waitress Hell - Lyrics - Heavens To Betsy

Miss, I need another glass, this one is smudged And my lips are too precious for this We want the window table clear and set it for us It's not too busy for us Bring a million different things to my table on a silver platter You've got nothing better to do If you smile really big and kiss my whiney *** Maybe you'll get a dollar today You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell Yeah, I just do this job for a hobby So don't worry about a tip 4.25 an hour suits me fine Yeah, I just love to serve Sure I'll take your plate your glass your bowl and then I'll wipe your chin And in the end I'm covered in your *** You look at me like I'm the dirty one You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell What you do comes back to you What you do comes back to You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell I'll see you burn I'll see you burn in my hell I'll see you burn I'll see you burn in my hell You're going to waitress hell You're gonna burn in my hell