She works long hour
I wonder if she has time to shower
Does she think of me at all
While she is serving tables
I am fighting with staples
Suggesting films that I haven't seen before
She's dressed in yellow
Smiling at some fellow
But inside I hope she wants his blood
To rain from the sky
Pour into a drain
Seep out his eyes
And I'm not crazy
Well a little maybe
But I hear now that we both got a cat
And if you're allergic
You shouldn't put one in your mouth
Because you might get more than clawed at
She says she'll see me
But her eyes they look weary
So I guess that is that
I think I'll get another cat
A better job so I can make those little f*ckers fat
And now we're both collecting cats
That we can die alone with