I comb my hair, put on my suit
I polish up my birthday boots
(She'd better show up)
The temperature is 93
You'd think she'd have the courtesy
(She'd better show up)
I am not made for this kind of waiting around
She is with the business world
And she's a pretty busy girl
Maybe she is working overtime
I don't know.
I call for time and set the clocks
I pull the lint off all my socks
(She'd better show up)
I read another magazine
I stare into the TV screen
(She'd better show up)
I am a convict caught up in her weird sense of time
Maybe traffic's all backed up
Maybe burglars have beat her up
All I know is that I'm stuck, stuck, stuck
Waiting For Roxanne, Waiting For Roxanne
I could write a book, for all the time it took
Waiting For Roxanne, Waiting For Roxanne
8: 30 – I was climbin' the walls
9: 30 – She didn't bother to call
10: 30 – I was pacing the floor
11: 30 – I get a knock on the door
She's got those Bambi eyes
Making me butter inside
She tells me sit down, relax
She's got to go and change her slacks
All I know is that I'm back, back, back
Waiting For Roxanne, Waiting For Roxanne
There is no measurement for all the time I've spent
Waiting For Roxanne, Waiting For Roxanne
She'd better show up, she'd better show up
She'd better show up, she'd better show up
She is not always on time
A stronger man might lose his mind
Waiting For Roxanne, Waiting For Roxanne
Waiting For Roxanne, Waiting For Roxanne
She'd better show up, she'd better show up...
Writer(s): J Severson
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