In ancient Greece you would have been a goddess of sorts
And sailors would make sightings and exciting reports
And Solomon's song would have been too strong
For children to read, had you been among his consorts

Doo, doo, doo

But here you are, a waitress, though to me, you are a queen
And I am just your busboy
But I see you, and I kneel when you pass,
Well, it may be in my mind, but I kneel when you pass me by

You're beautiful in everything from glitter to grime
And I guess it's true that boys like me run twelve for a dime
But as life unfolds and we both grow old, you'll still be the same
To me, the same as the first time

So I'm waiting for a dragon, or a surface I can clean
But until I earn your favor, I'm content
To see you, and to kneel when you pass

I clear this table like it's yours and mine, and I make it shine, just to show I care
And I'm hoping when our eyes next meet, that mine will speak what I don't dare
So I cry corner, corner, corner, corner
Hoping that you'll be there


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