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
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
