Lyrics Cloud Cult – Waitress
Text:
Entranced by the waitress’s skin,
I imagine we’d have a small wedding
Let’s do it next Sunday!
We’ll move to Canada,
Start a family
Have a cow and a chicken.
I’ll write you poetry.
Have a cow and a chicken.
I’ll write you poetry.
I’ll find you on a Saturday morning,
Making love to the farmer next door…
Guess I’d rather be lonely.
Album
Cloud Cult – Cloud Cult - They Live On The Sun
Cloud Cult – Toys In The Attic
Cloud Cult – On The Sun
Cloud Cult – Moon’s Thoughts
Cloud Cult – Turtle Shell
Cloud Cult – Fairy Tale
Cloud Cult – It
Cloud Cult – Estupido
Cloud Cult – Radio Fodder
Cloud Cult – Man On The Moon
Cloud Cult – Took You For Granted
Cloud Cult – Sleeping Days, Pt. 2
Cloud Cult – It’s Gay
Cloud Cult – Best Friend
Cloud Cult – Waitress
Cloud Cult – Back Again, Pt. 2
Cloud Cult – Shortenin’ Bread
Cloud Cult – Three Times A Lady
Cloud Cult – I’m Not Gone
Cloud Cult – Your Love Will Live Forever