Waiting for the Ketchup to come,
Wishing I had strength, to stand
This is not what we, had planned
The waiter's out of con~~trooooool
Boredom at the speed of light,
Thoughts were spinning in, my head~
So many things were left, unsaid
I should have got it "To go"~
I know what it takes to pour on,
This waiter better not have liiied
All I wanna do is smother this sauce all over you,
Weeping over what I haven't,
Got~
Sitting in an empty room,
Trying to let time, pass
This waiter needs to be, unmasked
I wish I had got it "To go"~
I know what it takes to pour on,
I know how it feels to taste,
All I wanna do is pour this sauce all over you,
Sobbing over what I haven't,
Got~
Oh, come on-- oh come on oh-oh come on oh-oh- come on oh-ohhhhh! (I'm sick of this waiting, now where the f*ck is my ketchup!)





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