Waitin’

Well an hour don't seem like a long time
'Till you spend it waiting on your true love
Then the minutes, they stretch into lightyears
And you pray to the stars up above
That your main squeeze will show up real soon now
So that you can stop your fidgeting around
And those silly thoughts perhaps that she won't make it
Can go and stick their heads right in the ground

You might be waiting on Rosie
Waiting on Eva
Waiting on Sue
But while you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?

You can smoke a cigarette
You can make a stupid bit
You can contemplate your navel if that helps
But the fact, it does remain
That you'rе quietly going insane
And therе's only one thing you can do yourself
Wait

You might be waiting on Rosie
Waiting on Eva
Waiting on Sue
But while you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?

When that hour becomes a week
And the future's lookin' bleak
Don't get antsy 'cause there still might be that chance
For that party you're lookin' for
To walk smack dab in the door
And be ready for a little hot romance

You might be waiting on Rosie
You could be waiting on Eva
You might be waiting on Sue
But while you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do?
While you're waiting, whatcha gonna do...