Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hitting On The Waiter , by - Heatmiser. Song from the album Cop And Speeder, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 31.08.1994
Record label: Frontier
Song language: English
Hitting On The Waiter |
| I’m sore and sick of having hope |
| Pushing the envelope |
| With empty threats and false teeth |
| My drink’s been poured by a cannibal |
| And my corpse ain’t even cold |
| And you want to take it away from me |
| I know you’ll take the blue ribbon |
| I shot myself with the starting gun |
| You’re more cop than speeder |
| Hitting on the waiter |
| Eating off the plate of the enemy |
| But I’d rather just forget about the jerking in my sleep |
| And the hollow legs under me |
| I know you’ll take the blue ribbon |
| I’ve shot myself with the starting gun |
| But I’ve got second thoughts again |
| Second thoughts again |
| Second thoughts again |
| Or am I second guessing |
| Or just in second place? |
| No |
| No |
| I’ve got a one year old hangover |
| Feels like I never will recover |
| But I can keep a poker face |
| For the rest of the chase |