Margareta

Margareta, she recalls, it's true
Into her calendar, she pencils you
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh
You'll be waiting (waiting)
For confirmation (confirmation) forever

Margareta rolling down the street
Her old jalopy with its bangs and creaks
With her jacket (jacket) hanging (hanging)
In the backseat and lipstick on her teeth

What a vision you've been waiting to see
Everybody's clamoring
"Margareta, it's me"

Margareta, it's me