Emily

Well, all the dirty old men are eying her
I'm no better in the corner spying her
She bends over to pick up a rag
She walks my way and I can barely say

Now, Emily, you look so nice
Well, Emily, you better bring a glass of ice
Emily, I don't know how much of this I can take
I shiver, I shake

I make some stupid joke about the menu
You know how it gets so clumsy when you
Try to think out the next thing to say
But she doesn't notice and laughs anyway

Now, Emily, I don't want to cause a scene
Emily, you're the best I've ever seen
Well, Emily, I don't want to be another coffee break
I shiver, I shake

These lines, you must have heard them all
Well, everyone's lined up at the waitress call
Well, Emily, you got me climbing up the walls

Well, Emily smiles and goes on with her work
The next remark from the next drunken jerk
The same sweet smile, the same heartthrob
You know the whole damn act's just part of the job

Now, Emily, I'm sorry 'bout the ketchup drip
Well, Emily, I'm sorry 'bout the lousy tip
Well, Emily, I guess tonight I'll lay awake
And shiver and shake

Will you think of me when I'm out the door?
Will you think of me when you're on the floor?
Will you think of me, well, any more?
Well, Emily
Well, Emily
Well, Emily
Well, Emily