Maya Angelou

Guy at table 2
Must think I got nothing better to do 
I been called to the carpet
All night long
Hey I said I’m sorry 
Got your order wrong
I’m thinking bout a story of a little black girl
Dirt poor in a cold white wicked world
But she made it thru
With honors too
Maya angelou

She had her mind made up
And courage to burn
I’m a little hard headed 
but I’m willing to learn
As I wipe the tears out from my eyes
I go to serve the fettuccine surprise
Thinking bout words that my momma said
And all the big dreams living in my head
That will never come true
Less I get em to
Like maya angelou

I don’t know why that cage bird sings
Maybe she got a broken wing’
She won’t have to try
If she don’t fly
Maybe theres a sureness to her vision
That someday she’ll fly out of that prison
Take to the sky
Wave thanks bye bye

It’s not like I deserve your pity
I’m just a waitress in Studio City
But there’s something else that I thought I’d do
Maybe I’d find a talent or to
And make some mark upon this world
Like that fierce and focused little girl
If it’s in me to
Make some dreams come true 
like maya angelou

What is it that I need to know
Is gonna get me on that Oprah Show…
I love Dr Phil
I don’t know but I heard it mentioned
Something bout the power of my own intention
Get me up that hill
Be such a thrill

Guy at table #2
Says I got a little advice for you
Don’t you think you gotta a lot of nerve
In god’s eyes were all here to serve
You could stand to lose a little
Attitude
Adopt yourself a little gratitude
Might see you thru
Make you an inspiration too
Like maya angelou

Last night I dreamed I lived in a cage
Built with fear
Held up by rage
Then one day thru all my moping
I noticed the cage door blown wide open
I was free to go
I was the last to know
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