The Waitress Song Songtext

There's something about a waitress
that turns me on she brings a booster seat to my son,
keeps a pencil behind her bun, and she says,
"How do you like your eggs?"
She keeps a pencil behind her bun,
and sometimes she calls me 'Hon',
and she says "How do you like your eggs?"
Say polyester (polyester!),
brown and gold (brown and gold!),
now say Courtney Love (Courtney Love!)