Lyrics:
I can't hit, got to see Misdemean
Here I am out in the middle of Queens
Damn near about 1:15
Now I'm leaving Queens about 3:15
Hopin I can hit one
Along came the F15 the swiftest on the line
Running o'er the C and O road just twenty minutes behind
Running into Cevile head porters on the line
Written by Warren Zevon, c. 1970 United Artists, c. 1996 EMI Capital Music Special Markets
I was born down in Corpus Christi
With a dram glass in my
Goetz
There's no Mafia lawyer
to fight in your corner
for that 15 minutes of fame
The have and the have nots are bleeding in the tub
That's New
a female version of a hustla, of a, of a hustla, of a, of a hustla
Stop the track, lemme state facts
I told you, gimme a minute and I'll be right back
Wait, oh yes wait a minute mister postman
Wait, wait mister postman
Mister postman look and see
Is there a letter in your bag for me
I been
I saw whitecaps on the water today
15 Minutes after you went away
Couldn't find a reason to make you stay
It's windy now, but it's gonna be okay
I
There'll be 15 minutes of kissing
Then you'll holler "Please don't stop" (Don't stop !)
There'll be 15 minutes of teasing
And 15 minutes of squeezing
15 minutes, until I get off work
Only 15 minutes, until I get off work
And when I do, I'm going straight to the liquor store
Cuz that's what my
oooo i wanna dance
ooo i want 15 minutes with you
take hold of my hands
i want 15 minutes with you
ooo i wanna cash it in
I know that all it
There'll be 15 minutes of kissing
Then you'll holler "Please don't stop" (Don't stop !)
There'll be 15 minutes of teasing
And 15 minutes of squeezing
you're living a lie
The more you want
The less that you receive
And they will adore you
And they will hear you cry out
I want my 15 minutes
My 15 minutes
Wait!
Oh yes, wait a minute Mister Postman
Wai ai ai ait Mr. Postman
Mr postman look and see (oh yeah)
If there's a letter in your bag for me
to Indianapolis.
15 more minutes
States crackling comm.
c calming voice bought some more time.
The devil must fly
Through LaGuardia.
We're cemented again in
believe I'm all I say,
Come up and take my hand.
As soon as I leave you go you'll cry
"Oh Yeah, he's a sixty Minute Man!"
There'll be 15 minutes
Along came the F15 the swiftest on the line
Running o'er the C and O road just twenty minutes behind
Running into Cevile head porters on the line
I'm outta time and
All I got is four minutes (freaky, freaky), four minutes aye
I'm outta time and
All I got is four minutes (freaky, freaky),
I'm filled with such loneliness
The world goes from right to wrong
The minute you're gone
The minute you're gone
I see
How lonely a man I'll be
My
and my heart begins to break
Another minute and she makes me feel brand new
That's just three minutes with you
Four minutes and she's everything I see
emptiness IÆm filled with such loneliness The world goes from right to wrong The minute youÆre gone The minute youÆre gone I see How lonely a man IÆd
Enhance 34 to 46
Pull back
Wait a minute, go right
Stop
Enhance 57, 19
Track 45 left
Stop
Enhance 15 to 23
Gimme a hard-copy right there
this for sure
I'm walking out that door"
Yeah
Well I've been in town for just now 15 whole minutes now
"Oh
Baby I feel so down and I don't know why
I
mind cloudy
I'm countin' on fingertips
How many more days of life can I finish with
If I just keep with my 15 more minutes left
Spittin', I live like
Fifteen minutes of blowing my top (mop! mop! mop!)
Well, if your man ain't treating you right,
Come up and see your Dan.
I'll rock 'em, roll 'em all
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