The Blue Bird Cafe

© Mark Betcher

I went to The Blue Bird Cafe
I went to The Blue Bird Cafe

I went out to eat the other day
I stopped by the Blue Bird Cafe
The waitress, she had blonde hair
She had a thousand yard blue eye stare

Look at this creature in The Blue Bird Cafe
Look at this creature in The Blue Bird Cafe

I fell in love with her tattooed arms
And her Ukrainian vocal charms
So I ordered an omelet without meat
And that tattooed vision was back toot-sweet

One order of love at The Blue Bird Cafe
One order of love at The Blue Bird Cafe

One bite and I tasted lamb
Please take this back if you can
She looked at me with blank disgust
And said... I guess... if I must

The wrong thing to say at The Blue Bird Cafe
The wrong thing to say at The Blue Bird Cafe

If you go to The Blue Bird Cafe
Talk to the owner’s daughter, Anna May
She’s got no body art and she’s wide at the hips
But she always cheerful with a smile on her lips

I hope they washed this spoon at The Blue Bird Cafe
I wonder if I can request extra cheese at The Blue Bird Cafe
I’m sorry... I’ll eat the meat... at The Blue Bird Cafe
Oh My God... Those are GREAT tattoos....
Yes... I know I’m twice your age....
Hamburger? Are you kidding...