The Restaurant Song Lyrics

Every time the phone rings

I pray for good news

But each time I get the same damn message

Telling me I'm late for work

Well, I made it in yesterday

Can't they just relax?

Told Em I'm stuck in traffic

And running out of gas

It's a crazy life I lead

Always wanting more

The little voice inside my head

Says "here's what you're longing for"

I got to

Get out of here

I've got to make it clear

That I don't take no

Shit from no one

It's such a rat race,

New York, I can't pay my bills

Spend my time

Searching for answers

On the tv show Dr. Phil

Well, he ain't much company,

Always tellin me what to do

I say, "hey, Dr. Phil... FU!"

I said I've got to

Get out of here

I've got,

Got to make it clear

That I don't take

No shit from no one

I said I've got to

Get out of here

I've got,

Got to make it clear

That I don't take

No shit from no one

... no one

No more... ooh hoo ooh hoo

Well I work in a restaurant

A very busy place

And one day that bitch in the kitchen

Was getting up in my face

So I took my apron off

And threw it on the floor

Made my vow to say

"I want more...

I want more..."

She turned to me and laughed

She said "hot bitch,

What ya waiting for"

I've got to

Get out of here

I've got

Got to make it clear

That I don't take no

Shit from no one

No shit from no one

No shit from no one

No more

Ooh hoo ooh hoo