Greasy Spoon Waitress

She dances ‘cross the diner in her faded jeans
So sugar sweet and sexy, she’s a poor man’s queen
She’s my greasy spoon waitress
Yeah, my greasy spoon waitress
I got a little thing for my greasy spoon waitress

She’s a coffee pot slinger, pours it fast and hot
She calls me honey, keeps me hungry round and round the clock
I said she keeps me hungry
Yeah, she keeps me hungry
I got a little thing for my greasy spoon waitress

Sugar sweet and sexy she’s a poor man’s queen
She calls me honey when she pours my cream
Lord my Lordy could she be the one for me?

I’m tossin’ and turnin’, no I just can’t sleep
Too busy thinkin’ about the beauty workin’ down the street
She’s my greasy spoon waitress
Yeah, my greasy spoon waitress
I got a little thing for my greasy spoon waitress

Sugar sweet and sexy she’s a poor man’s queen
She calls me honey when she pours my cream
Lord my Lordy could she be the one for me?

I’m headin’ to the diner, it’s half past ten
Come breakfast, lunch and dinner I’ll be back again
To see my greasy spoon waitress
Yeah, my greasy spoon waitress
I got a little thing for my greasy spoon waitress
I got a little thing for my greasy spoon waitress
I got a little thing for my…
I said could she be the one?
Could she be the one?
Could she be the one for me?