Story Behind The Song

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Song Description

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Lyrics

mad waiter

you haven’t got me running
haven’t got a lead
yeah, you don’t have a thumb in
don’t know how to proceed

wait on you
I can’t wait on you
(you don’t know what you put me through)

I should have seen you coming
come in off the street
fancy little banquette
where the Chic Petite can eat

wait on you
I can’t wait on you
(not even if you paid me to)

mad waiter
mad waiter

and I’m no waiter
Serving up for you
that there’s no table
doesn’t matter much to you
(what would you do if I were you?)

mad waiter
mad waiter
mad waiter
mad waiter

G Am interlude

spoken: now see here little girl. you’re treating me wrong. you’re treating me bad. you’re turning me on and it’s making me mad.

(mad waiter)

and I know it’s tough to make commitments
I’m working all day and I’m making pittance
picking up this and picking up that
It’s wasting my time
and it’s making me mad

(mad waiter)


an I don’t care if your soup is cold
and it isn’t fair, but we’re out of rolls
and I’m running, I’m running, I’m running around
yeah we’re running, running, with our heads to the ground
you gotta run for the money, run for the money, run for the money
I’m mad, mad, mad mad mad

so I wait on you
and I wait on you

and I’m no waiter
here to just serve you
and no job is greater
than picking up after you
(I can’t be wrong)

mad waiter
mad waiter
mad waiter
mad waiter

Mad waiter
Hey lady over there!
Mad waiter
Hey lady over there!
Mad waiter
Hey ladies everywhere!

I’m pick up time
I’m picking up time (rept.)