Waitin' For Waits

RC:

Waiting for Waits

I think his music's great

His stories are true

And pure as pure can be, I tell ya

Always in style

He'll melt you with his smile

I'm waitin' for Waits

Waitin' for Waits

Waitin' for Waits

The piano has been drinking

I heard Tom Waits singing

Yes, (?) the piano's drunk, not me

He's a killer

Sure loves to swing

The truth flows when he swings

So don't hesitate

Never be late

Listen to Waits

Godfather, tell us how you feel

[scat sings]

Hey, Tom Waits

Won't you come in and sing your song for me

We'll find you

Straight to the top of the piano, wait and see

Oh, Tom Waits

You're just the thing, a boppin' cat like me

The piano has been drinking

I heard Tom Waits singing

Yeah, (?) the piano's drunk, not me

He's a thriller

Sure loves to swing

The truth flows when he'll sing

So don't hesitate

Listen to Waits

Mister Tom Waits

So listen to Waits

Listen to Tom

Mister Tom Waits

You better come soon

Eddie Jefferson's waited too long

Where's Tom Waits, man?

TW:

"Oh, Eddie baby, I'm sorry, man,

I'm deeply apologetic, man.

I tried to make the gig, man,

but I ended up on the corner of Heartattack and Vine, man,

with this little ***** named Lola, see.

We was drinkin' some green Chartreuse in a (?) little joint called Dupree's Paradise.

Had a couple of Highballs, see man.

Ended up at a little rib joint for some barbecue, man.

I'm sorry, I lost track of time.

I mean, I'm sorry I missed the gig, man... "