I met her a month ago, down at the boogie ranch She came onto me in her red polyester pants I've never had a woman so drop dead fine It's hard to believe I ever made her mine Well she calls me 'baby' 54 times a day And all of my friends think that I've got it made When other men stare, that's something she can't avoid I'm so insecure, yah I'm so padanoid I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart When we're alone together it's paradise Victoria's Secret and cold champagne all nice But for the second time this month it's happened again She thanks me for roses that I didn't send I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart The handwritings on the wall Pretty soon the tears are gonna fall Well I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart