Oh empty glass
Sitting quiet and alone
You seem so sad
Oh empty glass
Oh, empty glass
If only a nice waiter would wander by
And notice you sitting there
Waiting to be re-filled
Oh, empty glass
Oh empty glass
You would be so happy then
Fulfilling your only purpose
Of bringing joy to those around you
Oh empty glass
Oh empty glass
Alas, no one sees you
No matter what you do
Or yell, or cry, or scream
“Hey, can I get some more vino blanco, por favor?”
Oh empty glass
The end
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