Pensioner’s waiting for leap year to come
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And the young singer’s waiting to sing
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And there’s a gardener outside a big estate
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Waiting for the grass to turn green
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The drunk is waiting for an easy mark
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The hitchhiker is waiting for a ride
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And the prisoner’s waiting for a prison break
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And the surfer is waiting for the tide
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Ah just waiting
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You know everything comes to a standstill
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Nothing seems to make a turn
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Cause the worm’s still waitin' for the early bird
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And the early bird’s waitin' for the worm
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And nobody wants to do nothing
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Just waiting for a finger in the pie
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And waitin' for a call from a TV show
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Or waitin' for an uncle to die 1−2-3
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Everybody’s waitin' for something
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And nothing ever turns out right
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Because the night shift is waiting for the morning
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And the burglar is waiting for the night
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Congregation is waitin' for the vicar
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And the vicar is waitin' for the groom
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The groom is waiting for his new bride
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But the bride is waitin' for June
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And everybody is just waitin'
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And nobody wants to settle down
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They got their heads in a holo-video
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The cretin is waitin for U2 to come on MTV again
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But the producer is waiting for the blonde bird
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And the blonde girl’s waitin' for him
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Nobody wants to do nothing
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Just waiting for their chips and their pie
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Waitin' for a call from a big quiz show
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Or waitin' for some rich relation to die
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You know everything comes to a standstill
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Nothing ever makes a turn
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And the worm is waitin' for the grass to turn green
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While the early bird is waitin' for the worm
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I don’t think I can really stand it no more
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I don’t think I can go through it again
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I’m just waiting
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I’m just waiting
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I’m just waiting
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I’m just waiting
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Yeah bees are waitin' for honey
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And I’m putting it on the back burner for now
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Cause everybody’s racing and fawning and skivin'
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And honey I’m waitin' for you
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Ah-just waitin'
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Ah-just waitin'
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Ah-just waitin'
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Ah-just waitin' |