| It’s too late
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| To fall in love with sharon tate
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| But it’s too soon
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| To ask me for the words i want carved on my tomb
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| So i think it’s time that you all start
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| To think about gettin' by
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| But what about that need to go out and find somebody to love
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| It’s too late
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| There’s no one left that i even wanna imitate
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| You see, you just don’t know
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| I’m here to give you my heart
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| And you want some fashion show
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| But it ain’t no contribution
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| To go and rely on an institution
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| To validate your chosen art
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| And sanction your boredom
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| And let you play out your part
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| It’s too late
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| You know when they got nothin' to give
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| They only part their legs for what’s negative
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| And they’re so decadent. |
| .
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| Until their daddy’s money from home’s all spent
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| So i think it’s time, 'cuz it’s too easy
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| To rely on worshipping strangers and devils in bed
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| Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good head
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| It’s too late
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| You shoulda realized i was worth the wait
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| Ah, but you didn’t hesitate
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| When she took you off, you let her seal our fate
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| So i think it’s time
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| That you all start
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| To think about gettin' by
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| Without that need to go out and find
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| Somebody to love |