Why is it everytime I stand in the dole queue I know you're working?
I don't know just what it is that you do or say that makes us wait so long.
All I came here for was just a little sustenance,
I didn't plan to listen to this effervescent child.

Her kid inside is trapped up in the body of the queen of conversation.
I can't understand just what effect that you have on me and on my friends,
Your shoulder has provided a crutch for so many others.
The ones you've not yet touched can't perceive the nature of your beauty.

So they just want you to take their card, as is customary.
You're not a regular cook, honey, you're a visionary.
You know its not in the way that you do what you do,
It's in the way us "honeychiles" get that smile from you.
I didn't mean to leave you hanging there.

Smile in hand you shine upon the disgruntled kids of the student body,
Most find it bewildering how you not only tolerate us, but twist our frowns
into pleasant faces.
Your procedures, manners, methods are a mystery to me.
In this unhappy environment, you're a welcome anomaly.

So they just want you to take their card, as is customary.
You're not a regular cook, honey, you're a visionary.
You know its not in the way that you do what you do,
It's in the way us "honeychiles" get that smile from you.
I didn't mean to leave you hanging there.

Your shoulder has provided a crutch for so many others.
The ones you've not yet touched can't perceive the nature of your beauty.
(I didn't mean to leave you hanging there)