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Hot Hot Heat - Running Out of Time lyrics
Witless, humorless conversation Has filled me up like an old gas station I'm wallowing in a pool of gasoline Self appointed sheriff of a popular ghost town I'm open to bribes but I've arrested no one I'm galloping off to meet my bride to be She'll woo the saloon then sing us both to sleep But... I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I've run out of time Drop dead gorgeous art history drop out Thought her father ought to pay for her to clear the whole shop out She carries her cameras in hand to complete the look Screenplay players co-writing a screenplay Cotton candy for the eyes but cotton balls for the brain He thinks to himself, "Thank God the bar's not too high." Just look at his face and then you'll see why But... I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I've run out of time Hollywood waiter with a chip on his shoulder Only break has been his back and yet he's just getting older He's washing his clothes in a sink of self-pity Retired ball player guest-hosting a talk show Earned a trophy and a wife and twice he's won the lotto I'm running away but don't know who from or why Just look in his eyes and then you'll see why I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I've run out of time I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I'm running out of time I've run out of time. |
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