Tekst piosenki
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)
