Never Now
Now or never
I'm for whatever
Do what you want
'Cause few things are, 'forever'
So, you're clever
Perdict the weather
You think you pull weight
But you're only a feather
Now or never now
You'll find your answers somehow
The how may not be now
But still you go and take a bow
And it's another Sunday
You're for getting married
I thought that plan
Was quite secondary
Have you thought things through?
Know what to do?
It's too soon
It's much too soon
So, now or never now
I say we go get plowed
Can't you hear the sound?
Those wedding bells are ringing loud
And it's another Sunday
You're for getting married
I thought that plan
was quite secondary
Have you thought things through?
Know what you're doin'?
There could be more
To that girl that you're screwin'
Now or never
I'm for whatever
Do what you want
But few things are, 'forever'
So, you're clever
Perdict the weather
You think you pull weight
But it's only a feather...
(...ok, that may sound a little cold. I was just worried for a friend who was going 100 mph in a 25 mph zone on the road called, 'life'. I put this on here because I like the rhyming and music in my head...ha..ha.)
I'm for whatever
Do what you want
'Cause few things are, 'forever'
So, you're clever
Perdict the weather
You think you pull weight
But you're only a feather
Now or never now
You'll find your answers somehow
The how may not be now
But still you go and take a bow
And it's another Sunday
You're for getting married
I thought that plan
Was quite secondary
Have you thought things through?
Know what to do?
It's too soon
It's much too soon
So, now or never now
I say we go get plowed
Can't you hear the sound?
Those wedding bells are ringing loud
And it's another Sunday
You're for getting married
I thought that plan
was quite secondary
Have you thought things through?
Know what you're doin'?
There could be more
To that girl that you're screwin'
Now or never
I'm for whatever
Do what you want
But few things are, 'forever'
So, you're clever
Perdict the weather
You think you pull weight
But it's only a feather...
(...ok, that may sound a little cold. I was just worried for a friend who was going 100 mph in a 25 mph zone on the road called, 'life'. I put this on here because I like the rhyming and music in my head...ha..ha.)
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