Dr. Feelgood
"No Time"

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No time for making my moves, no timeNo time for hitting the grooves, no time
Summer comes and summers goneWinter sings it's very sad songThe saddest part of all it seemsHow we lose most of our dreams
No time for making my moves, no timeI got no time for hitting the booze, no time
The clock it turns at a rapid paceAnd takes us to another placeThe train it goes from here to thereJust left me standin' here

No time for making my moves, no timeI got no time for hitting my grooves, no time
I had the blues this mornin'I cried all dayI guess you lose the blues in the mornin'If you cry the blues away
I got no time for hitting my grooves, no timeNo time for making my moves, no timeNo time and nothin' to loseI got no time for hittin' the booze, no time
Lets go man, hmmm I got no timeI got no no no no n n n no no time, no time