Waitress Lyrics - Sink Or Swim - The Waifs

I thought I'd move to Sydney 

To get a little piece 

Of the city life they talk about 

In the nineties. 

Where everyone I meet 

Don't want to know my name 

They want to know what I do for a living 

My songs don't earn me money 

Or fill my pockets with cash 

Every time I go busking 

I make more in hash 

Everything I want is getting 

Further out of reach 

Like that funky little apartment 

Down on Bondi 

I've been getting cozy with a Kiwi boy 

He'd kill me if I said 

He was sweet as apple pie 

He's going to leave me and hit the road 

He's touring with the theater 

If you see him say I said hello 

All the birthday money my parents sent 

Was spent on the phone bill and paying the rent 

Frijole, guacamole anything you want 

I'm working as a waitress 

In a Mexican restaurant