I met her a month ago, down at the boogie ranch   She came onto me in her red polyester pants   I've never had a woman so drop dead fine   It's hard to believe I ever made her mine      Well she calls me 'baby' 54 times a day   And all of my friends think that I've got it made   When other men stare, that's something she can't avoid   I'm so insecure, yah   I'm so padanoid      I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart      When we're alone together it's paradise   Victoria's Secret and cold champagne all nice   But for the second time this month it's happened again   She thanks me for roses that I didn't send      I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart      The handwritings on the wall   Pretty soon the tears are gonna fall      Well I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart      I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting   Well I'm just waiting for her to break my heart