“My Roommate’s a Bartender” – by Kent Mayhew (1999)

Well, my roommate’s a bartender
Favorite of the opposite gender
Leaves stacks of one dollar bills
All over my place
She lives from sun down to sun up
Serving advice for a buck
She don’t read palms but she can sure read a face

Chorus:
So if you’re down
Go downtown
To see the bartender
Who mends a heart with a blender
And crack a smile no matter how long your face
Doesn’t need a bowtie or suspenders
‘Cause in the morning you’re going to remember
Her dressed in red with an “S” on the back of her cape
Yeah, that’s my roommate

She’ll have a two dollar rose and a bottle of DOM
And if she’s not at the bar then you can catch her at home
‘Cause I’m sure she brought the party back to wreck my place
So please

Chorus:
If you’re down
Go downtown
To see the bartender
Who plays cupid with a blender
And crack a smile no matter how long your face
Doesn’t need a bowtie or suspenders
‘Cause in the morning you’re going to remember
Her dressed in red with an “S” on the back of her cape
Yeah, that’s my roommate

Copyright 1999 Kent Mayhew