It's too late
To fall in love with Sharon Tate
But it's too soon
To ask me for the words I want carved on my tombI think it's time that you all start
To think about gettin' by
But I have that need to go out and find somebody to loveIt's too late
There's no one left that I even want to imitate
You see, you just don't know
I'm here to give you my heart
And you want some fashion showBut it ain't no contribution
To rely on an institution
To validate your chosen art
And to sanction your boredom
And let you play out your partIt's too late
You know when they got nothin' to give
They only part their legs for what's negative
They're so decadent...
Until their daddy's money from home's all spentSo I think it's time, because it's too easy
To rely on worshipping devils and strangers in bed,
Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good headIt's too late
You shoulda realized I was worth the wait
Ah, but you didn't hesitate
When he took you off, you let him seal our fateSo I think it's time
That you all start
To think about gettin' by
Without that need to go out and find
Somebody to love
Songwriters
MARRIOTT, STEVE/LANE, RONALD/JONES, KENNETH ROMELLPublished by
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