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WAITING

Two hundred bucks from a ten hour shift… almost done now.
Home past four, and tomorrow’s audition looks fun now.
Waiting…
It’s steady; this job’s pulling me through the lean time.
Not quite the dream, but having some fun in the meantime.
Moving in on a table of drunk business guys,
Cash in their pockets and lust in their eyes.
I had good night.
They bought me a shot,
And didn’t remind me of all that I’ve not
Yet accomplished.
 
I’m waiting,
Making rent,
And some friends.
Waiting.
Living my life,
Enjoying the ride,
Putting ambition
A bit to the side,
In a job I guess I should be hating.
But I’m not.
And I’m waiting.
 
Wendy’s been here a decade; it’s all she knows now,
Saying she’ll hit that audition… she never goes now.
Philippe at the bar, his girlfriend’s expecting about now.
He’s upping his shifts and knows he’ll never get out now.
And they all laugh it up and have a good time,
On the host to waiter to bartender climb
And think they’re in luck.
How long ‘til you’re stuck
 
Always waiting?
‘Til the means
Are the ends.
Waiting…
On the Midwestern lady who “loves show-biz.”
Her daughter takes singing, so she “knows how it is,”
And tips eight percent,
‘Cause she’s not concentrating.
Oh no, no, no, no,
No more waiting!
 
Gotta go!
Break the seal!
Maybe pop that douchebag
Who was copping a feel.
Take a stand.
Make a choice.
And I’ll shout, “I’m a star!”
With what’s left of my voice.
 
Waiting…
Waiting…
Waiting…
 
And the elderly couple says, “Good for you! Chasing your dreams here.
Have you been in CATS?” I smile, as I stifle my screams here.
Waiting…


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