Lyrics:
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
on the telephone
And tell him that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear him on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
When there is
ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems) You know what I'm saying
(Cars ride by) Word
So next time
long for the next distraction?
And all I need now is intellectual intercourse
A soul to dig the hole much deeper
And I have no concept of time other
as the stratosphere
I can hear the voices in my mind when I rhyme
Give it up, you're out of time
Never even had a prime
Like if Preemo never linked up with 5'9
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four,
I hear her on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
When there is nobody
acquainted"
I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it
She came at me at full speed, nothin' could stop her
I shot her five times and every
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don't
ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems) You know what I'm saying
(Cars ride by) Word
So next time
to lose all time
A thousand answers by in our hand
Next to your deeper fears
We stand surrounded by million years
I'll be the roundabout
The words
to see
Just who we left behind (there might not be a next time)
With all the ups and downs and turn arounds (might not be a next time)
To the breaking
One day we are young
And by the next one we are old despite the years
And tears of gold precede the rapture
Time has its way with everyone
In
Let's have a hand for that young cowboy
And wish him better luck next time
And hope we see him up in Fargo
Or somewhere farther down the line
prize
I'm layin' it on the line, honey
I'll let it go by this time
Next time around, I'll swear
Gonna get me somewhere, somewhere
In my dream I'm
on the telephone
And tell him that I'm all alone
By the time I count from 1 to 4,
I hear (knock, knock, knock) on my door
Every evening when the sun goes down
By the Dave Clark Five
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches around every corner
You got to look before you leap
There's heartaches
always be by your side
I'll always be by your side
'til the end of time
Or at least until next time
Thanks so much for calling but I can't make it
doo-doo-doo-doo (*repeat alot*)
Feel much better baby just by singing this song
Fell much better baby just by singing it out
I guess next time that we start
here, till this time next year
May the new year be blessed with good tidings
Till the next time I see you again
If we must say goodbye, let
on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her [KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK] on my door
In the evening when the sun
God
To love one that never will be true?
First time I seen my true love
He was walkin' by my door
The next time I saw his false hearted smile
He was
to catch my ride pay my fare on my way home
The same thing every week on my own
Next time around you might be there
My luck might change but until then
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