I have to clear your table
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I wipe it
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It's right to keep it clean
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so I clean
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yes --- I clean
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do you clean?
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yes --- I clean it
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I have to empty ash trays
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so I empty them
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it's right to keep them clean
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so I clean
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yes --- I clean
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I'm the queen of the clean
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...and I'd probably
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be famous now
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if I wasn't
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such a good waitress...
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I am a drag at parties
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cuz it upsets me
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to see so many empties
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and I have to pick them up
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or I have to go home
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...but sometimes I have nightmares
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and the ashtrays are filling up
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and I can't find my section
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and the bottles are flying through the air
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like crazy autumn leaves
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and I can't find my section
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I lost my section
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I lost my section
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I can't find it
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somebody help me please
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I am in quicksand
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I am in mud to my knees
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help me... aaagghhh...
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I have to clear your table
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excuse me
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it's right to keep it clean
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so I clean
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yes --- I clean
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do you clean?
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yes --- I clean it
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I have to know the regulars
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well --- I don't have to
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but I like to know their names
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and I know them even better
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when they're nice to me
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... and I'd probably
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be famous now
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if I wasn't
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such a good waitress...
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The Waitress
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Jane Siberry |