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#rap analysis opinion SethSentry waitress song breakfast
Seth Sentry - The Waitress Song
Lyrics:
And there's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew an the toast is always soggy  but I hardly notice the food takes such a long time to get made  even when I'm the only person in the cafe  and the tables always wobbly but I hardly notice You probably thinking why would I even bother reading their rotter daily basis there's heaps of other places but I'll change to another place if their bacon is rubber and the taste of the cuppa makes peoples faces all splutter it's the waitress I love her the way she cleans plates with a clutter makes my heart race race with a flutter I know it's crazy to love a lady that basically just a stranger with an apron down her front I don't need to ask her name and number cause this relationship is built on breakfast I'm waiting on her just to wait on me and there's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon the coffees rubbish and the bacon is always hard to chew and the toast is always soggy  but I hardly notice and the food takes such a long time to get made even when I'm the only person in the cafe and the tables always wobbly  but I hardly notice she says hi to me bye to me that'll be 5.95 to me  I don't really mind that's alright wih me I just smile and eat sometimes we mightn't speak for like a week she knows that in my quiet time I Ike to write a poem with my headphones newspaper, bacon, fried or poached eggs, slice of toast, a long black but the beans are always burnt and if the cup is dirty she just cleans it with her shirt I wonder if she's my ideal girl and what would happen if we date in the real world na, I don't want to risk what we have and have to tip cause of that besides this relationship is built on breakfast I'm waiting on her just to wait on me and there's a place I go or breakfast every afternoon the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew and the toast is always soggy but I hardly notice and the food takes such a long time to get made even when I'm the only person in the cafe an my tables always wobbly but I hardly notice and it don't matter that the bacon I eat is cold and it okay that their newspapers are weeks old no I don't mind, no it's fine cause she is all that I'm there for and it don't matter that the bacon I eats cold  and it's okay their newspapers are weeks old no I don't mind, no it's fine cause she's all that I'm there for and there's a place I go for breakfast every afternoon  the coffees rubbish and the bacons always hard to chew and the toast is always soggy  but I hardly notice and the food takes such a long time to get made even when I'm the only person in the cafe  and the tables always wobbly  but I hardly notice
Analysis and Opinion
Upon first listening to this song, my mind began to wonder at the peculiar distaste Sentry has for the cafe, albeit he stays and returns periodically and his absent mindedness manifests. Evidently the food at this specific restaurant is not superb... so why would one venture to such a place - and even potentially on a regular basis like Sentry? 
Obviously there is a girl, a waitress, that attracts Sentry's desire and he even returns continually to the poor restaurant seemingly to observe his waitress again. Whilst the thought about dating this particular girl has been unearthed, Sentry negates this idea due to their relationship which is "built on breakfast". This phrase perplexed me as I could not understand his reasoning for not pursuing the relationship or his strange obsession with the lesser cafe. However, it resonated with me recently whilst killing time with procrastination whereby I was listening to music and probably singing... 
He doesn't pursue his attraction with the waitress because he doesn't have to nor does he want to. The restaurant, waitress, wobbly tables and breakfast are all little intricate and profound aspects of something much more important for Sentry; every line in the song illustrates Sentry's singular tradition that he takes pride in. 
One's hobbies that are enjoyed independently are traditions that need not reason. To appreciate and be thankful of these little and perhaps strange obsessions we have with certain hobbies or interests is the message inferred for me. One's poignant or sentimental habit does not need to be recognized officially nor does it need to make sense to all.
Cherish the strange habits you have as they put you in better moods and catalyze your day positively.
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