Life's so short and when you're dead you're done
Life's so short and when you're dead you're done
I don't want no woman who don't know where she belongs
You're so pretty and I want to make you mine,
You're so pretty and I want to make you mine,
but if you ain't got the money, honey, I ain't got the time.
When will I get a chance to do all the things I wanted to?
Too many problems on my plate without worryin' 'bout you.
I can't say who, but I heard it from a friend,
I can't say who, but I heard it from a friend,
you and me are through if it happens once again.
Words & Music by W. Beauchamp
Published by Nervous Publishing