When the song was finally released in 1969, the Beatles sued the band into oblivion and all known copies of the 45 were destroyed.
This is that song:
Reservation
by John Lemon and Paul McCaroni
You say you have a reservation
Well, you know
We all like a pricey meal
You tell me that it's discrimination
Well, you know
You should have worn a power tie
But when you talk about instruction
Don't imply that I don't know my job
Don't you know you're gonna wait so long
So long
So long
You say I'm stiffer than old Mr. Brann
Well, you know
Chef might strike you with a frying pan
You threaten me with retribution
Well, you know
You should tip me with more money, man
But if you offer money so you don't have to wait
All I can tell you is dinner is going to be late
Don't you know you're gonna wait so long
So long
So long
You say waiting gives you constipation
Well, you know
We all want to get you fed
You tell me that the bar's way too loud
Well, you know
It's better
drinking in a crowd
But if go asking for carry out menus now
You deserve to eat fast food anyhow
Don't you know you're gonna wait so long
So long
So long
So long, so long
So long, so long
So long, so long