"I bet you never heard ole' Johnny Rocket say,
Ms. Twitty would you like to try the special of the day?
Sit right on down, why you don't take a seat,
You should come here at least twice in a week.
She'd of said yes to all those fries and fish sticks,
But she decided not,
She was on a diet,
she just left a tip as she drove away.
Though she never did get fed up, with Johnny's place."

"I should've been a bus boy!
I should've learned to serve with pride.
Stirring those cashews, riding the company car on a delivery ride.
Pushing those really heavy carts,
Just like at Burger King and Roy's,
Singing those happy birthday songs,
Oh I should've been a bus boy."

"I might have worked at an Italian restaurant with a funny name,
Blowing my hard-earned bills on arcade games.
Hanging up coats on the ole' coat hanger,
Serving meat well-done to a total stranger.
Why thank you young man, haven't you been told,
You're the greatest bus boy, I'll tip you in gold.
Cleaning up all night at the local bars,
Helping the drunk customers and taking the keys to their cars."

"I should've been a bus boy.
I should've learned to cook with pride.
Stirring the cashews, riding the company car on a delivery ride.
Pushing those heavy carts,
Just like at Mickey D's and Roy's,
Singin' those happy birthday songs,
Oh I should've been a bus boy."

"I should've been a bus boy.
I shouldn't ever drink and drive.
Stirring those cashews, riding the company car on a delivery ride.
Pushing those heavy carts,
Just like at Burger King and Roy's,
Singing those happy birthday songs,
Oh I should've been a bus boy.
Yeah I should've been a bus boy.
Yeah I should've been a bus boy."