Room Service

Oh dear Rosanna, what shall I do?
I called room service and they sent along you
You came in, met me with a grin
If only you knew… It's all right…
You don’t speak English, I don’t know Chinese
I ordered breakfast for one and you brought me three
My morning call was Arabs in the hall
And you spilt half my tea, but
… It’s all right…
You look uneasy, you move to and fro
There’s nowhere to put down your tray without moving my clothes
Just when I think you’re going to turn pink
You say to my surprise… It’s all right