By hank cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben
hobaseeba snick
seeberraber hobosoben
what did you expect?
No time, no time for you.
i got no time, baby,
got lots of better things to do.
Runnin' from the risin' heat
to find a place to hide,
the grass is always greener
growin' on the other side.
No time, no time for you
i got no time, baby,
got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
i got no time, baby,
got lots of better things to do.
[instrumental riff]
No time, no time for you
i got no time, baby,
got lots of better things to do.
Tryin' to tell the world
somehow of how i feel.
tell me what you said again,
i can't believe it's real.
No time, no time for you
i got no time, baby,
got lots of better things to do.
Andy, you're a dandy,
you don't seem to make no sense.
nevermind the furthermore,
the plea is self-defense
No time, no time for you
i got no time, baby,
got lots of better things to do.
Got no time
i got no time
[repeat, adlib and fade]