Gay Waiter

(To the tune of “Day Tripper”)

Got a good reason
For going and eating out
It is the season
For doing my feeding out

There is a gay waiter
Brokeback rider yeah
It took him so long
To come out and he’s out

He’s an old geezer
He must be sixty years old
(A) customer pleaser
Making sure all the beer’s cold (now)

He is a gay waiter
Brokeback rider yeah
It took him so long
To come out and he’s out

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