In the old town   When I last came around   Things were not so obvious   She was not parading as she had      "Werner," you whispered to me   "There it is bliss"   It's something that I've skirted around   But that I don't plan to miss      O Blokbuster   O Blok   Waiting to know   Waiting to see   Waiting to go,   I was waiting for thee      But stuck in a corner   She was seen stumbling over there   "I washed my hands of him   But he thought I was washing my hair"   Unrecognizably read   I slipped through the seam   Out on the street there was no time   To pause or look back      O Blokbuster   O Blok   Was waiting to know   Waiting to see   Waiting to go,   Waiting for thee      It's better to be   So far off from thee   Where I recall you pleasantly   Where I can feel free   Now I wander aimlessly   No light on in the hall   No friendly step a-steering me   No guiding hand at all      O Blokbuster   O Blok   Waiting to know Waiting to see   Waiting to go,   I was waiting for thee