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The Waitress Song

from The Summer of the Cicadas by Royal Ruckus

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lyrics

Chunjay, Verse 1:
Just leaning on the bar minding my own (business!)
When she kicked up a cyclone
At the Brass Tap cask pull box (right!)
Just long enough to see she’s my type (see?)
Out of nowhere (nowhere!) came a woman I’d date
She was slinging out snifters, handing out plates
She had a way with words, had a way with pints
Had a way with six ounces poured in flights
She looked so great in her outerwear
And the way she smiled had my mind impaired
She rocked that apron like she just dont care
New Edition Bobby Brown button as her flair
A satin rose, she was so intriguing
Every word flowed smooth like she was singing
Lisa, Angela, Pamela, Rene
Happens all the happy hours round my way

Flatline, Bridge:
Now I’m aware of what you do
Thinkin’ I might take the cue
Few more minutes ’til I work the nerve to get the digits!

Flatline, Chorus:
Hey waitress
I’m feeling butterflies every time
You ask to take this
Order
As I practice my lines
And this could be bliss
We sip on rum and Coke, extra limes
Or we could pop Criss
I pay for bottle service with dimes

Chunjay, Verse 2:
Couldn’t get her off my mind couldn’t get her off my brain
When I slept I dreamt she was a mental hurricane
A little Novocaine to the pain in my heart
With every sip, every line, it was a brand new start
One night I snuck with art & a wink & a nod
I would be the seed and she’d be the pod
Made a love note image in sidewalk chalk
Right there at the pub at the front of the block
Wasn’t trying to stalk just wanted her to see
I’m cute, I’m sweet, I’m Chunjamey
Mmm…she just called in sick
Now my sweet honeybee is a waiter named Rick
Felt kinda ick, I was aiming for the dream
A little she and me—supreme type team
Wouldn’t be a thing if couldn’t scale relations
From tipper to gipper, my entire vexation

Flatline, Bridge 2:
Leaving little notes on cars
Writing songs on my guitars
Clueless those are useless
So my head is stuck among the stars
Now I’m aware of how you do
Thinking if I took the cue
Few more minutes til I work the nerve to text those digits!

Chunjay, Verse 3:
Shimmy shimmy ya shimmy yeah shimmy yay
I brought tacos to the bar on Valentine’s Day
Wanted to make her smile, wanted to make her say,
“This love looks and sounds just like a screenplay”
Quiet on the set! ‘Cause the tacos are here
She washed them down with a pint of beer!
“These are kinda nice, I am impressed.”
I said without thinking: “Let’s be friends and kiss!”
At least I’d like to try, like a chance for this
Hold your hand, buy beers, like a modern princess
Waitress to Ruckette, a few easy steps
Not how you good are, it’s how good you wanna prep
I fall for all the ladies working at the bars
Servers taking orders, counting tips in jars
The only problem is it rarely works out
Just another guy throwing tips and tipping stouts

Flatline, Bridge 3:
Think of swiping left or right
And thinking I might switch to Sprite
Few more minutes til I work the nerve to text those digits!

Chunjay, Outro:
Gina, Julie, Jordan, Marie
I’d like to thank you for the drinks that were free

Cassie, Connie, Brittney, Benni
How bout we rent a Lamborgini

Ashley, Alexis, Erika, Katie
I’d like to buy eacha you a brand new Mercedez

Robin, Rachel, Holly, Denise
Why dont we rock and roll in a Chevy Caprice

credits

from The Summer of the Cicadas, released February 10, 2017
Music: Flatline
Lyrics and Vocals: Flatline and Chunjay

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Royal Ruckus Bakersfield

Royal Ruckus is fresh to death. Originally from Bakersfield, California, Flatline and Chunjay are now representing Austin, Texas and South Florida, respectively.

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