No Time - Dr. Feelgood

No time for making my moves, no time

No time for hitting the grooves, no time

Summer comes and summers gone

Winter sings it’s very sad song

The saddest part of all it seems

How we lose most of our dreams

No time for making my moves, no time

I got no time for hitting the booze, no time

The clock it turns at a rapid pace

And takes us to another place

The train it goes from here to there

Just left me standin' here

No time for making my moves, no time

I got no time for hitting my grooves, no time

I had the blues this mornin'

I cried all day

I guess you lose the blues in the mornin'

If you cry the blues away

I got no time for hitting my grooves, no time

No time for making my moves, no time

No time and nothin' to lose

I got no time for hittin' the booze, no time

Lets go man, hmmm I got no time

I got no no no no n n n no no time, no time