The Workermonkey

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Venetian Waitress 

# posted by DJ Booze Piñata @ 12/14/2004 11:08:00 PM

I just found a scrap of paper that had a song on it I wrote just as Matt and I were leaving Venice. Forgive me please but this must be shared.


Venetian waitress - I'm a little less homely than you.And when that's the case I get more leeway on what I can do.

Well she turned my way with eyes like she wanted me.And she was a perfect vision of androgeny.
But she met the specs on the female checklist and served me and Matt our continental breakfastat
at a European version of fast-food that they call Brek.

You can tell Americans from the sneakers.
We can have the slowjams bump over the storefront speakers.
I can freak a eunich like I got no problems
You can move in with me back in the hostel.
And with the ballgag, we don't need no safety words.

Venetian waitress - we can learn the ways of the Lord.
But we'll do it on the sly because you're busy with the mopping floors.

I went into the bathroom, boy it was nice
with no lock on the door I was caught with my pants down thrice.
The art on the wall showed a screaming guy and one girl on the can.
And a slave holding master's head 'cause she was vomitting. (vom-eh-TAN)
Brek you've got the stragest water closet.
You can trump McDonald's anyday on the art tip.
City of canals and gondolas - Brek's the place and not McDonald's 'cause
your androgenous waitress likes me and that's just irregular.

1 comments

HAhahahahahahahahga

By  NoBrainRequired, at Wednesday, December 15, 2004 7:10:00 AM  

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