From the recording Full Circle
It's that age old tale. A story as old as time, of our love for waitresses and the flirtation we all love. And maybe a bit more…
Lyrics
I walk in grab a booth put my foot in a chair
I look around to find a menu I can’t help but stare
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s so cool
She walks by body swaying kicks my boot out the chair
I laugh she smiles flips back her hair
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s so cool
She walks away by the window slows up by the fan
She’s up on tip-toe drops a button the sun hits her tan
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s so cool
It’s getting late she folds her apron brings my ticket to me
“Come on Honey the kids are waiting that baby sitter’s not free
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s such a cool breeze
She’s so cool