There's someone across the street,
Who sees me waiting for my friend.
Then I cross the street, make a b-line for that phone,
Oh, that one to make it happen.
Oh, to live, to find a friend.
Someone tried to call me up,
But I don't even have a phone.
She could ask to me what's up,
But I'm waiting for your call to end.
There's someone across the street,
Who sees me waiting for my friend.
She could ask to me what's up.
I'm waiting for your call to end.
Someone tried to call me up,
But I don't even have a phone.
It's like my friends don't know I'm here,
But I'm a person on my own,
But I cross the street, make a b-line for that phone.
I'm the one to make it happen,
And to find a friend,
I make a b-line.
Oh, to find a friend
I cross the street.
I make a b-line.
Oh, a b-line.
Oh, make a b-line.
Oh, I cross the street.
