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Heather
Heather, Oh Heather
The worst waitress ever
Whenever will you come back to me?
I sit here forever
No service is rendered
And never do ever complain
Heather, Oh Heather
It’s so hard to remember
And it’s easy as pie to forget
With so many orders
And Special de Jours
If only you could find your pen
Heather, Oh Heather
It sez here in the paper
That people are where they eat
Together, they’ll find us
Alone in the diners
Apart from the lives we lead
Heather, Oh Heather
The worst waitress ever
The service was splendored today
We’ll take us together
Away and forever
And never will ever complain
Copyright ©
Robert Schatz
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