Singing at a Restaurant

I said sir I'm not a jukebox I'm just one man And it's hard to pull off Stairway without a band I would sing it if I knew it I'm trying the best I can So please would you try and understand That I'm singing at a restaurant And getting kind of blue It's not exactly what I wanna do They say, son, one day you'll make it But you've gotta pay your dues That's why I'm singing at a restaurant for you I was halfway through the second verse When another soccer mom Asked if I could play Since U Been Gone Would you please give me a minute I'm in the middle of my song And I promise if you wait it won't be long Oh but don't go feeling sad for me Cause it really ain't that bad Though the crowd won't always clap for me They sometimes pay my tab She was looking a little tipsy When she asked me for the mic It was late enough I didn't try to fight Then my show turned karaoke And in the blink of an eye We had butchered Norah Jones's Don't Know Why And now we're singing at a restaurant And she's a little out of tune I'm afraid we might just empty out the room They say, son, one day you'll make it And I hope it's someday soon Till then I'm singing at a restaurant with you That's why I'm singing at a restaurant for you