Sweet heart
But it doesn't beat for me
It beats softly in love but not for me

Sweet lips
I know I'll never kiss
You're what I'm afraid I must miss

I'm a waitress in the donut shop
I see him on his morning stop
He talks with a buddy, speaking of his sweetheart
She gives him a rough time
He gives me his dime
And then parts

Soft sighs
Soft and pretty moans
In dreams I can make you my own

I'm a waitress in the donut shop
I see him on his morning stop
He talks of love but he's speaking of his sweetheart
She gives him a rough time
He gives me his dime
And then parts

Soft sighs
Soft and pretty moans
In dreams I can make you my own

In dreams I can make you my own