Lyrics & Music: Jim Robinson
 

1.
 I've been sitting here wondering how long
It's gonna take that waitress to get me a beer;
Yeah I'm awful dry and I wanna get high
Before I'm leaving here;
There's a lady over there and she's
Got stars out in her eyes -
But I can't get offa my ass
Until I've got myself high.

Chorus.
And it seems like a crying shame -
That there ain't no rules and everybody's got to play;
Win or lose, still you're gonna sing the blues -
Tell me my friend - what the hell's the use?

2.
I found out that both of us were trying
To get over a hell of a hurt;
But that don't matter to me
And it don't matter to her;
She'll pretend I'm him -
I'm already wishing that she was her -
At least that way neither one of us
Are ever gonna get burned.

Chorus (repeat)

3.
Well I'm sitting here wondering how long
It's gonna take that waitress to get me a beer;
Yeah I'm awful dry and I wanna get high
Before I'm leaving here -
That lady over there with all those stars
Out in her eyes - she just stood herself up
And then she waved me bye-bye.

Chorus(repeat)
 

Copyright: 1976 Jim Robinson/McMusic Ltd.
Published: 1976 McMusic Ltd. CAPAC
Renewed: 1994 Mousehole Music SOCAN