Right Finger, Wrong Hand

Three years ago at a table for two a quaint little bistro with a perfect view
He pulled out a little black velvet box and I went somewhere deep in my thoughts thinking oh, here we go.
He said open it, I asked now? He said yes and I said wow.
Anticipating I looked inside but turquoise wasn't what I had in mind thinking oh, here we go!
(CHORUS) Right finger, wrong hand, still waiting for a better plan. How am I gonna make him ever see that clock is tickin' inside of me. Right finger, wrong hand.

I got a little jewelry box, nothing in there worth keeping it locked, but tonight I'll put on my little black dress and one more time I'll put him to the test thinking oh, here we go!
Repeat CHORUS, then:
I'm not giving any ultimatums, now or nevers or I'm gonna leave him, but I've started looking for a four leaf clover in case I'm waiting until hell freezes over! Oh here we go. Right finger, wrong hand, still waiting for a better plan. How am I gonna make him ever see that clock is tickin'. How am I gonna make him ever see that clock is tickin' inside of me. Right finger, wrong hand. Right finger, wrong hand, wrong hand.