Prettiest Waitress in Memphis Songtext
von Cory Branan

Well, there is only one reason I stop in this place
Let me stress that it ain′t the cuisine
The eggs are all runny the hasbrowns smell funny and
The coffee taste like gasoline
But there goes the one thing that I've been looking forward to
For the last 600 miles
In a slow motion pan with 8 beers in each hand
What′s here of heaven in her smile

She is the prettiest waitress in memphis
And I think she's flirting with me
Readin' them specials - extra special
She slipped her finger into my sweet tea
O′ but a small stack of singles from a hard double-shift
Will do terrible things to a smile
And the prettiest waitress in Memphis knows
She′s only that way for a while


Somehow she remembered my name thought its been
Several months since i passed through this way
She said she's lived here all her twenty three years
I said I′d be here for a day
Ordered the pecan pie and in the wink of eye
Got a slice as big as my head
And her name and her number on a sweet-n-low package
Is the best poem that I've ever read

She is the prettiest waitress in Memphis
And I think she′s flirting with me
Readin' them specials - extra special
She slipped her finger into my sweet tea
O′ but a small stack of singles from a hard double-shift
Will do terrible things to a smile
And the prettiest waitress in Memphis knows
She's only that way for a while

Well the prettiest waitress in Memphis
Spilled her heart all over me
As I held her that night in a way she was right when she said,
"This will all change eventually."

Cause she ain't the prettiest waitress in Memphis no more
But it′s not what you′re thinking- you see
The prettiest waitress in Memphis just quit\
And she's leavin Memphis with me
The prettiest ex-waitress in all of memphis
Is leaving Memphis with me