Lydia Tomkiw - May I Take Your Order, Please? | Текст песни

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I'll start out with a cup of instant coffee with white [?] (whitener?) and floss sugar
And then the soup of the day, as long as it's alphabet soup so my tongue can play with the letters
Sort of like the Soul Train scramble board.
Are there substitutions? If so, instead of parsley, I'll take half a dozen jumbo shrimp on my platter
And instead of that piece of lettuce, I'd like some red caviar, um, no... make that yellow.
It's more delicate. I'd also like to have the adoration of millions, but that's not possible.
It would be nice if this became a Broadway musical, where I jump up on the counter
And start singing a wild song about food and sex and living in this great town
And break into a tap dance and all the other patrons join in, dancing on their tables.
Also, I know this isn't on the menu, but could the passers-by that are gawking at us
Through the big windows be gathered to watch our glamorous show?
Then burst out in a thunderous applause while we make curtain calls
And the drapes open and close and open and close and we bow and bow again
And flowers are thrown at us.
The cashier can then go out and collect the entertainment fee
After which, I'll order a kiss for everyone for dessert and leave you a really big tip, okay?

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