| Song | Waitress |
| Artist | Boy |
| Album | Mutual Friends |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : boy |
| [00:01.00] | 作词 : boy |
| [00:12.40] | They walk in and sit down, |
| [00:15.44] | The fair mood of the day. |
| [00:18.49] | They read books over tea, |
| [00:21.36] | They give tips when they pay. |
| [00:24.57] | Butter and bread, diet Coke and cake, |
| [00:30.77] | She takes notes, she makes no mistake. |
| [01:24.00] | |
| [00:37.16] | Well daylight is fadin' |
| [01:27.26] | |
| [00:39.85] | When the trader is trading |
| [00:41.75] | While the jukebox is playin' |
| [00:44.11] | The lovers are datin', |
| [01:33.44] | |
| [00:45.53] | The waitress is waitin'... |
| [01:47.39] | |
| [00:48.43] | For a thing to explode, |
| [01:51.09] | |
| [00:51.40] | For a light to go on, |
| [01:53.42] | |
| [00:54.20] | For some sign to show |
| [00:56.25] | Her time has yet to come. |
| [02:53.31] | |
| [00:59.83] | She's countin' the days |
| [02:56.05] | |
| [01:03.09] | Until real life arrives. |
| [02:04.90] | |
| [01:06.22] | She's countin': two three four five |
| [01:11.98] | And every minute feels |
| [01:14.54] | Just like the one before |
| [01:17.65] | No surprise, no twist |
| [01:20.37] | She wants so much more |
| [01:30.21] | While players are playin' |
| [01:32.11] | And lovers are datin', |
| [01:55.24] | Her best has yet to come. |
| [02:39.86] | When will that thing explode |
| [02:43.31] | When will that light go on |
| [02:47.47] | Just to assure her she's not long. |
| [02:59.32] | She's countin', from nine to five |
| [03:05.18] | She's countin': two three four five. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : boy |
| [00:01.00] | zuò cí : boy |
| [00:12.40] | They walk in and sit down, |
| [00:15.44] | The fair mood of the day. |
| [00:18.49] | They read books over tea, |
| [00:21.36] | They give tips when they pay. |
| [00:24.57] | Butter and bread, diet Coke and cake, |
| [00:30.77] | She takes notes, she makes no mistake. |
| [01:24.00] | |
| [00:37.16] | Well daylight is fadin' |
| [01:27.26] | |
| [00:39.85] | When the trader is trading |
| [00:41.75] | While the jukebox is playin' |
| [00:44.11] | The lovers are datin', |
| [01:33.44] | |
| [00:45.53] | The waitress is waitin'... |
| [01:47.39] | |
| [00:48.43] | For a thing to explode, |
| [01:51.09] | |
| [00:51.40] | For a light to go on, |
| [01:53.42] | |
| [00:54.20] | For some sign to show |
| [00:56.25] | Her time has yet to come. |
| [02:53.31] | |
| [00:59.83] | She' s countin' the days |
| [02:56.05] | |
| [01:03.09] | Until real life arrives. |
| [02:04.90] | |
| [01:06.22] | She' s countin': two three four five |
| [01:11.98] | And every minute feels |
| [01:14.54] | Just like the one before |
| [01:17.65] | No surprise, no twist |
| [01:20.37] | She wants so much more |
| [01:30.21] | While players are playin' |
| [01:32.11] | And lovers are datin', |
| [01:55.24] | Her best has yet to come. |
| [02:39.86] | When will that thing explode |
| [02:43.31] | When will that light go on |
| [02:47.47] | Just to assure her she' s not long. |
| [02:59.32] | She' s countin', from nine to five |
| [03:05.18] | She' s countin': two three four five. |