Gourmet
by Arab Strap
From the album: The Week Never Starts Round Here
Track 4 of 13 on The Week Never Starts Round Here (1996).
Duration: 2:40
Lyrics for Gourmet
I'm waiting for a service, waiting in vain. She's waiting on another man, no one drank again. She flashed me the menu, working smell on her lips. Led me just enough. I shouldn't have tipped. I say 'well', the food there was crap. The other one there, I didn't give two glances. She's in love with my soul - she think's I'm attractive. She forraged a smile, I saw the floor. She tried again, I examined the ashtray. I say 'well'. But I still make the mistake of eating where the food is crap.