I dont know why they come here
Im only glad they do
Theyre gonna pay the bills for me and you
People out for an evening
They have a real good time
But when I play I feel just like Im miming
I made a stand for the music
To turn the page with ease
I got the smile that says Im here to please
Me and the bass guitarist
Have even shined our shoes
The drummers shoes are dirty to confuse
I guess someday my kids will ask me bout the old days
I guess that Ill tell them that there aint much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore blue shirts
And the music played on
Then at the end of the evening
They throw the suckers out
Dont get me wrong, I got no beef about it
I get my rates from the union
I get my shirts real cheap
I get my money
Get home
Get some sleep
I guess someday my kids will ask me bout the old days
I guess that Ill tell them that there aint much to tell
The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing
And the band wore blue shirts
And the music played on