Baristacratic by Midnight Brown
Baristacratic lyrics
Barista...
Well she's pierced up
But she works for tips
She got the carpal tunnel
From the extra whip
Baristacratic
Baristacratic
She knows the hours of the store
With the vintage clothes
But she can't remember
How your order goes
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Baristacratic
Can barely make a mocha
But she knows her lattes
She's on the phone with her man
All damn day
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Baristacratic
If your shift (?) her's
Then you just can't win
She's showin' up late and
Hungover again
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Baristacratic
She says she's gonna move
Can't take it anymore
And the Academy of Art
Didn't like her test scores
And on top of all that
She had a fight with her Mom
And she really needs to hear
That one Outkast song
So I dropped out of pottery class. The teacher was a total. BITCH. I mean I don't even know why I bothered. It's- excuse me, what did you order again?
She claims she was the life
Of the party last night
But it seems she don't remember
The tears or the fight
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Baristacratic
She rides a bike to work
Like the rest of them
Since she burned up the clutch
In her Dad's BM
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Baristacratic
She party all night and she
Sleep all day
Says movin' to Europe is the
Only way
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Baristacratic
All the men in her life
get played like chumps
'cause she cheats on her boyfriend
Every six months
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Baristacratic
She hates your hair
She hates your clothes
She hates your shoes
She's indisposed
How dare you try
To buy a drink
She's off on break
Smokes the cloves that stink
Isn't it the cutest tattoo you've ever seen? I know. I especially like the way he drew the eyepatch. I have the toughest dolphin. No, we don't have scones.
All this pressure
Her mind's adrift
I'd like to see you try
to work a four hour shift
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Baristacratic
She laughs at the thought
of Sunday night
She's in The Mission on Tuesdays
to party right
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Baristacratic
Claims to be a non-conformist
So anything goes
She's got a ring on her lip
And more on her toes
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Baristacratic
She'd pour your cup of coffee
But she had to take a call
School starts in three weeks
So she doesn't care at all
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Baristacratic
So I'm not talking to David EVER again. I can't believe he told Cheyna that we hooked up. It's like, I they're married and all, but it's really none of her business. It's like, gimme a break. My life is so hard...
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