Charlie Crane - Art & Science

She saunters through the bar
To a string of muted wows
And gestures to a jar that reads
Tipping's not just for cows

And I wonder what she's doin'
Workin' such a dive
Til I pick up on the atmosphere
Upon which she can thrive

She hones in on me cuz
I take pride in what I wear
And ignores the slack-jawed yokels
Who can't control their stares

And by night's end she is counting
The money she's amassed
Working seven nights a week
You know it really adds up fast

And she says I was a pleasure to serve
So I close my tab and work up the nerve
To ask her if her job satisfies
She laughs and tells me I couldn't do it if I tried

There's an art and a science to it
Mixing business with pleasure is such hard work
There's an art and a science to it
Not to say that it's not without its quirks

When men with suits and wedding rings
Compete for her attention
Ignoring all decorum and
Defying all convention

Laying charge cards on the counter
Like marking territory
Doing primary research
At a seduction laboratory

She smiles at them and settles their bill
But it takes a fair amount of will
Not to Google them and locate their wives
And message them about what their husbands do at night

There's an art and a science to it
Mixing business with pleasure is such hard work
There's an art and a science to it
Not to say that it's not without its perks

Written by:
Charles Crane

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