Don’t Wanna Be Your Waitress Serving you is a headacheDon’t know how much I can takeDrop this beer onto your lapBecause its time for me to snapDon’t Wanna Be Your WaitressDon’t Wanna Be Your WaitressDon’t Wanna Be Your WaitressDon’t Wanna Be Your WaitressNo More, No MoreServing you is my nightmareMoney I get, its not fairClick your fingers at me once moreYou’ll be eating food of the floorPut yourselves in my shoesIts not what I chooseI got dreams just like youGotta do what I got to doServing you is such a choreYawning now, you’re such a boreMaybe I’ll spit in your foodAnd teach you now for being rude BACK Share this: Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Like this:Like Loading...