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THE ANGEL OF WAITRESSES

I'll be an angel of waitresses,

saint of wench and maid

I'll smoke for cigarette girls,

make sure they get a raise

I'll flutter over usherettes,

walk them down aisle

I'll be an saint of waitresses,

an angel of barmaids

I'll swallow the filthy smoke

I'll melt all the broken glasses

Let my ethereal embrace take place

in restaurants and bars

I'll be an angel of waitresses,

saint of barmaids when I die.

I'll be an angel of waitresses

I'll have it all sewn up when I die

I'll have it all

I'll be sitting in the dark,

wishing as I watch you serve,

that for just one night

I could be flesh upon this earth,

to catch your eye

to ask you when you finish work.

I'll be there after midnight

I'll be there at lunchtimes too

I'll be an angel of waitresses

I'll watch over waitresses

I'll be an angel of waitresses

VARSOVIA

Hear her pretty wheels on the road

Feel her shiny heels shake the back stairway

Feign I wasn't waiting, feign I wait for no one

Like a drunk collapsed upon his broken chair.

Try my sense of humour in her door

As she spins a Joy division record on her thumb

Her lovely laugh sends ripples down her kiss,

tightens up sweet buckles of her breath.

Hold me close and the words will come

Hold me close, let the fight be won

Hold me close and the words will come

Hold me close, till the day is done

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HOW TO ROB A SUPERMARKET

Romance, is that what you want?... just one more time... put your hand down there...you mean he just leaves it there all the fucking weekend... I don't know whether to believe you or not...oh come and whisper in my ear...

Baby, baby, bring your manager

the one with the corduroy suit

I've seen him twice in the supermarket

I'm fucking his wife

I've seen you trying not to take your chances

there ain't a way to choose

Yes, you'll betray him

watching the mornin'

reading your lips,

I believe,

take it or trade it,

there is a word you'll say

yeah, now you've betrayed

watching the gutter

reading your lips babe,

we can do this again

we can do this again

we can do this again