text_original: Now where's that girl gone? I declare they slip away the minute your back's turned, and they don't give you a moment to look at the menu. Is that our waitress over there? I think it is; she has on an apron just like the girl who was here.
text_transcription: NOW WHERE'S THAT GIRL GONE I DECLARE THEY SLIP AWAY THE MINUTE YOUR BACK'S TURNED AND THEY DON'T GIVE YOUR MOMENT TO LOOK AT THE MENU IS THAT WERE OUR WAITRESS OVER THERE I THINK IT IS SHE HAS ON AN APRON JUST LIKE THE GIRL WHO IS HERE
phonemes: nˈaʊ wˌɛɹz ðæt ɡˈɜːl ɡˈɔn? aɪ dᵻklˈɛɹ ðeɪ slˈɪp ɐwˈeɪ ðə mˈɪnɪt jʊɹ bˈæks tˈɜːnd, ænd ðeɪ dˈoʊnt ɡˈɪv juː ɐ mˈoʊmənt tə lˈʊk æt ðə mˈɛnjuː. ɪz ðæt ˌaʊɚ wˈeɪtɹəs ˌoʊvɚ ðˈɛɹ? aɪ θˈɪŋk ɪɾ ˈɪz; ʃiː hɐz ˌɔn ɐn ˈeɪpɹən dʒˈʌst lˈaɪk ðə ɡˈɜːl hˌuː wʌz hˈɪɹ.