[Verse 1: Andrew Davenhall]
Pressed lips and slender hips
Turning, in my, head
And writing poems in the corner booth
That I'd die, if she, read
And seeing her above a silver cross
Lying, on her, bed
[Chorus: Andrew Davenhall, Andrew Davenhall & Mark Hoyt]
'Cause no one can save us but Kim
The waitress
And nobody, can save us but Kim the
Waitress
Always, turns me, on
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2: Andrew Davenhall]
And sometimes she comes with coffee
Reaching, over, pouring
I'd like to gently pull her to me
Kiss her, with no, warning
And seeing her on some sunny
Summer, Sunday, morning
[Chorus: Andrew Davenhall, Andrew Davenhall & Mark Hoyt]
'Cause no one can save us but Kim
The waitress
And no one can save us but Kim
The waitress
And nobody, can, save us but Kim the
Waitress
Always, turns me, on
[Guitar Solo]
[Interlude: Andrew Davenhall & Mark Hoyt]
But she never comes, around anymore
And that, bothers me (I'm unhappy)
It bothers me (I'm unhappy)
It bothers me (I'm unhappy)
Though I don't stand, a ghost of a chance with her
And she's pretty (And it bothers me)
So pretty (And it bothers me)
So pretty (And it bothers me)
And it bothers me
[Bridge: Andrew Davenhall]
And no one can save us but Kim
The waitress
[Chorus: Andrew Davenhall, Andrew Davenhall & Mark Hoyt]
No one can save us but Kim
The waitress
And nobody can save us but Kim the
Waitress
[Outro: Andrew Davenhall]
Always
Turns me
On