I was working at T.G.I.Fridays
And I saw you busing tables, looking my way
Working hard to make those tables look clean,
I think maybe you're the boy of my dreams
We were talking and we made a good connection
Didn't call you back 'cause I was scared of rejection
Seems to me I have a bullet to bite
How about we go out next friday night?
I'm a girl
So we had a good time last weekend,
But I'm having trouble with my X-boyfriend
It's becoming ever-obvious we're through
But he's having trouble accepting you
It's been two days and you still haven't called me
So I called you up and you said you were busy
I've been worrying and eating, getting fat
So tell me why on earth would you ditch me like that?!?!
I'm a girl