Dave Potts - Poker Face lyrics

We were sitting at a table at a little caf Cleaning our plates like some kind of a race We finished our meal without making a sound I glanced at him, he flagged the waitress down She brought us our check and said will that be all He said, yeah thanks, and sent her off with a nod I'm sure she was thinking, I don't know about those guys But when she counted her tip, she had to smile What I got from him is my stubborn side and the tapping my fingers on the wheel when I drive And the gift of keeping strangers an arms length away Not knowing what I'm thinking behind my poker face When I'm stuck in a crowd at a party somewhere With people that I'm supposed to know I don't do small talk, but I'll shake your hand You'll wonder about me, and I'll consider us friends What I got from him is my quiet side And annoying everybody with how slow I can drive And the habit of never calling anybody by name So they're never quite sure if I know who they are As they try to read my poker face If you see us out at some little caf, cleaning our plates like some kind of a race And you can't figure out if we're happy or mad That's the way that we like it, me and my dad I tend to be a little bit cheap, but I tip pretty well and I'm easy to please And I like keeping strangers an arms length away And I like keeping secrets behind my poker face