""Sweetheart"", but it doesn't beat for me
It beats softly in love, but not for me
Sweet lips, lips I know I'll never kiss
You're what I'm afraid I must miss
I'm a waitress in a doughnut shop
I see him on his morning stop
He talks of love but he's thinking of his
Sweetheart, she gives him a rough time
He gives me his dime and then parts
Soft sighs, soft and pretty moans
In dreams I will make you my own
I'm a waitress in a doughnut shop
I see him on his morning stop
He talks of love but he's thinking of his
Sweetheart, she gives him a rough time
He gives me his dime and then parts
Soft sighs, soft and pretty moans
In dreams I will make you my own
