Foolish Waiting Game



Waiting, waiting, waiting
Waiting, all night long
Waiting, waiting, waiting,
By the telephone.

Anxious, anxious, anxious
Anxious for his call.
Anxious, anxious, anxious
Biggest fool of all.

Might as, might as well
Take yo butt to bed.
Cause yo name ain’t even
Entered in his head.

He wanted, wanted, wanted
Wanted yo hot stuff.
You gave it, gave it, gave it.
Now he’s gone sho nuff.

He might return, return
When he starts to burn
My question is to you
When ya gonna learn?

Baby, baby, baby
Baby’s on the way.
And now the booty cocker
Has got another lay.

She’s waiting, waiting, waiting
Waiting all night long.
Waiting, waiting, waiting
By the telephone.

Foolish, foolish, foolish
Foolish, waiting game.
Give your heart to Jesus
And He’ll remove the shame!

Joyce Rogers
copyright 1998

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