Friday Night at Waffle House

Verse 1: Well, it's Friday night at Waffle House The neon lights flicker on down south The jukebox playing them old country tunes And the smell of bacon frying in the room Chorus: Friday night at Waffle House feels like home Where the waitresses know your name when you roam The coffee's hot and the syrup's sweet It's a place where troubles seem to retreat Verse 2: The regulars sittin' at the counter talkin' life And the cook in the back flippin' burgers with a knife The laughter and the stories flowin' like the gravy In this little slice of heaven, it's easy to be happy Chorus: Friday night at Waffle House feels like home Where the waitresses know your name when you roam The coffee's hot and the syrup's sweet It's a place where troubles seem to retreat Bridge: It ain't fancy but it's real A place where you can just be feel No pretense, no need to impress Just good ol' comfort and happiness Chorus: Friday night at Waffle House feels like home Where the waitresses know your name when you roam The coffee's hot and the syrup's sweet It's a place where troubles seem to retreat Outro: So here's to Friday nights at Waffle House Where the spirit of the South is alive and aroused May the waffles be fluffy and the love be true In this little slice of home where dreams come through