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Spin Doctors
What time is it?
Four thirty
It’s not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early
President, he sweat through his talcum
News paper man, he watch like a falcon
"Ah, look...daddy-o...sorry, Mr. President...where ya been?"
Use a little english to doctor the spin
What time is it?
Four thirty
It’s not late, naw, naw,
just early, early, early
It’s my bread and butter
Ain’t got no other
It’s on the TV
The spin’s on me...
Ayatollah, he’s hopping mad
Jibber about some damn jihad
Send me back to old Baghdad
Spin Doctor its oh so sad
What time is it?
Four thirty
It’s not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early
It’s my bread and butter
Ain’t got no other
It’s on the TV
The spin’s on me...
I’ve been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don’t seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I’ve gotten rid of expectations
that I used to have
And we don’t get along and it really ain’t so bad
Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they’re knocking at my door
Alone in my room
I lay awake and dream
I’m sleeping half awake I got to
Try to explain
That I don’t need your love and it
Means this much to me
I don’t need your love woman won’t you see
Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they’re knocking at my door
She must not realize
What this means to me
I figured out her disguise
Hey, mama, I’m not dreaming
(she’s way off reality)
I’ve been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don’t seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I’ve gotten rid of expectations
That I used to have
And we don’t get along and it really ain’t so bad
Four thirty
It’s not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early
President, he sweat through his talcum
News paper man, he watch like a falcon
"Ah, look...daddy-o...sorry, Mr. President...where ya been?"
Use a little english to doctor the spin
What time is it?
Four thirty
It’s not late, naw, naw,
just early, early, early
It’s my bread and butter
Ain’t got no other
It’s on the TV
The spin’s on me...
Ayatollah, he’s hopping mad
Jibber about some damn jihad
Send me back to old Baghdad
Spin Doctor its oh so sad
What time is it?
Four thirty
It’s not late, naw, naw,
Just early, early, early
It’s my bread and butter
Ain’t got no other
It’s on the TV
The spin’s on me...
I’ve been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don’t seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I’ve gotten rid of expectations
that I used to have
And we don’t get along and it really ain’t so bad
Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they’re knocking at my door
Alone in my room
I lay awake and dream
I’m sleeping half awake I got to
Try to explain
That I don’t need your love and it
Means this much to me
I don’t need your love woman won’t you see
Somewhere in between the blue & the red
"This is temporary," is all she said
Someday things may be a little better than before
All these mysteries and they’re knocking at my door
She must not realize
What this means to me
I figured out her disguise
Hey, mama, I’m not dreaming
(she’s way off reality)
I’ve been thinking lately
How to get you off my line
Don’t seem all that easy but it
Feels alright
I’ve gotten rid of expectations
That I used to have
And we don’t get along and it really ain’t so bad
