Paroles de Margareta
Margareta she recalls it's trueInto her calendar she pencils you
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!
