Sordid Affairs

He sits here for hours and hours on end
They’d come and they’d go and start again
One was his girl, one was his friend
Then his wife would call while he was with his girlfriend.

This is how it goes, day in and day out
The sordid affairs of the Waffle House.

She comes in alone in the early light
She’ll sit and she’ll wait for her tarnished white knight
As he goes another comes in
And they’ll pick up where the other left off again.

This is how it goes, day in and day out
The sordid affairs of the Waffle House.

She sets up shop by the light of the moon
And they come in and she sends them to the motel room.
She’ll sit and she’ll wait, as she drinks some more brew
Until the call comes in for someone new.

This is how it goes, day in and day out
The sordid affairs of the Waffle House.

He’s sleeping with her, she’s sleeping with him
And I’m not just talking about our guests that come in.
She pours him coffee as she bats her eyes
She cries and she pouts as she tells him more lies.
Her husband ignores her, her children are hungry,
He pats her hand as he hands her more money.

This is how it goes, day in and day out
The sordid affairs of the Waffle House.

These stories are all true, not one a myth
The ones that are married, is not whom they’re with.
As they sit here in our booths and live their lies
We all see it with our very own eyes
And try as they might, they cannot conceal
The lies that they live, they themselves reveal.

This is how it goes, day in and day out
The sordid affairs of the Waffle House.

If these walls could talk, oh the things they would say
but hey what can you do it’s
The Waffle House Way