My baby is a waitress
She works from eight to one
When I am back at home
Then, hey
I'm alone
I walk around the kitchen
I stare out to the rain
I'd love to have a chat
But
Baby is not at home
Please excuse me
But I'm not well
'cause my baby is not at home
I feel funny
When I'm alone
And my baby is not at home
My baby is not present
She is working very hard
Two people, one arrangement
Hey, life is tough
It's dreadful to be lonely
To walk along the woods
I think I should remind her
Hey, I'm your friend