I saw her set the glass in front of you

I saw you take a sip, you've had a few

I know your kind and I know what's on your mind

But I'm not in love with you

It's the waitress

I saw your frantic glance of jealousy

You saw the passion when she smiled at me

Within your world you may be the only girl

But I'm not in love with you

It's the waitress

See how she carefully refills my glass

She's reading my mind, I didn't have to ask

She may not know my love but she knows my taste

And when we embrace that will be erased

See how she carefully sets down my fries

Blessing my dinner as she bats her eyes

She may not know that she's as good as mine

That I would not decline if she gave the sign

Were you oblivious when we came in

You couldn't see my patience wearing thin

Oh you'll pretend that it's really not the end

But I'm not in love with you

It's the waitress