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