Arthur Godfrey - Slow Poke (1952) | Текст песни

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• Arthur Godfrey
• Slow Poke (1952)

eight o’clock, nine o’clock,
quarter to ten

you keep me waitin’ till it’s gettin’ aggravatin’,
you’re a slow poke
i wait n’ worry but you never seem to hurry,
you’re a slow poke

time means nothin’ to you, i wait and then,
late again.
eight o’clock, nine o’clock,
quarter to ten

why should i linger ev’ry time you snap your finger,
little slow poke?
why can’t you hasten when you see the time’s are wastin’?
you’re a slow poke, dear,

why should i keep tryin’ to change you,
it’s not the thing to do,
i guess i’ll have to learn
to be a slow poke too!

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