It's funny, isn't it?
How a pleasant meal can change things?
Wait, wait let me start at the beginning
Of this story, as it needs some explaining
It was a company party at my favorite pizza place
We were all in a private room, our own personal space
The tab was on the company's dime
And believe it or not we were having a wonderful time
I was eating and drinking, and then I saw her face
The waitress we had, she was adorable with curves in just the right places
She saw Me looking, and flashed me a grin
I returned to my drink, trying to play it off as if it was a sin.
The party wrapped up, I grabbed my coat and was about to leave
I came back from outside, I needed time to breathe
The waitress caught me coming back, she was closing up for the night
"Yes, i think you'll do nicely for some evening delights..."