Boy - Waitress lyrics

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They walk in and sit down, With their mood of the day. They read books over tea, They give tips when they pay. Butter and bread, diet Coke and cake, She takes notes, she makes no mistakes. Well daylight is fadin' While traders are tradin' While the jukebox is playin' The lovers are datin', The waitress is waitin'... For a thing to explode, For a light to go on, For some sign to show Her time has yet to come. She's countin' the days Until real life arrives. She's countin': two three four five And every minute feels Just like the one before No surprise, no twist She wants so much more Well daylight is fadin' While traders are tradin' While players are playin' And lovers are datin', The waitress is waitin'... For a thing to explode, For a light to go on, For some sign to show Her best has yet to come. She's countin' the days Until real life arrives. She's countin': two three four five When will that thing explode When will that light go on Just to assure her she's not wrong. She's countin' the days Until real life arrives. She's countin', from nine to five She's countin': two three four five.