If she's not here by now then I guess she's not coming. If she's not here by now then I guess she don't care. Oh waiter I won't waste your time anymore. You've already started to sweep down the floor. And I guess she's not coming so I'll head for the door. I'll be taking my business elsewhere. It wasn't for me that spark in her eyes. It wasn't for me that halo in her hair. When she touched me a lump rose up into my throat. But she must act that way with any old soak. And waiter you don't seem to share in the joke. So I'll be taking my business elsewhere. She called me her fantasy and boldly she kissed me. I'll never get over the sheer surprise. Of her acting that way and I'm healing OK. But for the eyes of her. Oh it's cold in the rain and it's dark and it's sad. And I'll miss her tonight on my lonely back stair. I'm sorry for taking so much of your space. I'll move down the street to some friendlier place. 'Cause I guess she's not coming and you're sick of my face. I'll be taking my business elsewhere. I'll be taking my business elsewhere