Blind Date

I am running late I don,t know if he will wait Do I really care if he goes? Its a blind date after all you know Why do I always allow my friends? To talk me into doing these things when I am quite happy plodding along on my own I don,t care if I am home alone We are meeting by the big old clock I wonder if he will like my frock He said he will be wearing a red rose I hope he,s not the sort of chap who likes to pose Oh shall I just turn back and go home But he will probably just keep ring my phone Come on pull yourself together now dear Its only dinner and drinks you made that clear I know but what if we don,t like each other We will have to be polite make small talk oh brother I think I will just turn back I think I will just hit the sack I think I will just say I forgot After all us girls do that a lot No i can,t I am nearly there Stay tuned I will let you know how i fare