Driving down the street, there’s a girl on the corner
In the sunshine, I’m gonna wind down the window
And say hey hi how’s it going?
How’s she gonna take it God knows
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
Flying to LA with my sound man, bass man, drum man I’m tired wanna go to bed man
20 guitars a metal plate in my arm
Oh God no
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
Sipping on my drink back stage after party
I guess the champagne’s OK try to be friendly
I say hey do you wanna canapé?
She says NO
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
She’s got the time but she still doesn’t give it to me
