Words and music by John Kay, Rocket Ritchotte and Michael Wilk
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Up early in the morning, 'bout the break of day
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Still huggin' that empty pillow where your baby used to lay
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No time to think about the past, good god, it's time for you to run
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Wake up your dreams will have to wait, no time for fun
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And so it's always wait until tomorrow, always someday
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Yeah, it's always sooner or later, never today
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Why don't you take time out, why don't you take it slow
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The race you run is never done, why don't you let it go
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Why don't you take time out, why don't you make the time
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When day is done, go have some fun or you'll loose your mind
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Rough times in the heart of paradise, another crazy day
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Trapped like a rat, you feel the heat while running thru the maze
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No time to take a look around, jump into it, push until you drop
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Watch out, the walls are closing in but you just can't stop
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And so it's always wait until tomorrow, always someday
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Yeah, it's always sooner or later, never today
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Why don't you take time out, why don't you take it slow
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The race you run is never done, why don't you let it go
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You're playin' fast and loose, you play with loaded dice
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But what you loose to win the golden goose, may be your life
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¨Ï 1989 Black Leather Music, (BMI), Attlebrat, (BMI), Michael John Music, (BMI)
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Time Out
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| John Kay |
