Dear Landlord Begging For Tips Lyrics

Have you ever served food to tall, dark, handsome men in suits?
Trading business cards and trading well-practiced handshakes too
Call you buddy, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
Begging for tips is still begging just the same

Have you ever stripped for money, perverts staring at your body?
Double-chins runnin' with drool and their hard-ons poking through
Call you baby, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
Begging for tips is still begging just the same

Have you ever played guitar on the street in some town afar?
Grubby hands on rusted strings, or what's left of your last three
Give you pity, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
Begging for tips is still begging just the same

Have you ever served food to tall, dark, handsome men in suits?
Trading business cards and trading well-practiced handshakes too
Call you buddy, call you friend, call them sir with a big grin
I swear I'll never feel this small again
Begging for tips is still begging just the same