I was working at T.G.I.Fridays    And I saw you busing tables, looking my way    Working hard to make those tables look clean,    I think maybe you're the boy of my dreams    We were talking and we made a good connection    Didn't call you back 'cause I was scared of rejection    Seems to me I have a bullet to bite    How about we go out next friday night?    I'm a girl    So we had a good time last weekend,    But I'm having trouble with my X-boyfriend    It's becoming ever-obvious we're through    But he's having trouble accepting you    It's been two days and you still haven't called me    So I called you up and you said you were busy    I've been worrying and eating, getting fat    So tell me why on earth would you ditch me like that?!?!    I'm a girl