In My Spare Time
i'm jumping through hoops, running cross town
honing my act, gonna bring the house down writing your name with smoke on the wind baby can't you hear me? i'm just round the bend and every so often i stumble, stumble on the perfect rhyme in my spare time i’m feeling the sunshine through the foggy gloom setting the night on fire alone in my room ten thousand things rise and then of course they fall they say if you can't beat 'em join 'em man i'm joinin’ ‘em all and i'm looking up at the mountain the one they said i'd have to climb in my spare time i hear the snakes all around me hissing looking for the one word, the one word missing i'm watching the sun go down behind the hill come see me at midnight, i'm hoping you will then together we could plan we could plan the perfect crime in my spare time they say that time moves round in a circle ah, but time doesn’t move at all it don’t flow like a river or roll like a highway time’s just only our slave master that’s all you've got a certain something, a certain je ne sais quois a certain way about you, darling, when you lay down the law you tell me i should roll with the punches well honey that's just exactly what i do you say you're thinking about me that might even be true and we might meet again somewhere somewhere down the line in my spare time |
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