Headquarters Lyrics - 1967

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By hank cicalo

Hober reeber sabasoben
Hobaseeba snick
Seeberraber hobosoben
What did you expect?

No time, no time for you.
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.

Runnin' from the risin' heat
To find a place to hide,
The grass is always greener
Growin' on the other side.

No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.

[instrumental riff]

No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.

[instrumental riff]

No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.

Tryin' to tell the world
Somehow of how i feel.
Tell me what you said again,
I can't believe it's real.

No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.

Andy, you're a dandy,
You don't seem to make no sense.
Nevermind the furthermore,
The plea is self-defense

No time, no time for you
I got no time, baby,
Got lots of better things to do.

Got no time
I got no time
[repeat, adlib and fade]