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Waitress lyrics

Entranced by the waitress' skin,
I imagine we'd have a small wedding
Let's do it next Sunday

We'll move to Canada
Have a family- a cow and a chicken
I'll write you poetry

I find you on a Saturday morning
Making love to the farmer next door
I guess I've got to be lonely

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