Stephen Koritta - That's What You Get for Hurry

That's what you get for hurry
Further than you were before
The middle of the road gets blurry
When your foot puts a hole in the floor
You can bust your hump 'til hump day comes
Still the ends don't meet half way
That's what you get for hurry
I've said all I have ta say

Why all the high-toned revvin'
When they tell ya that the end is near?
The rush hours' twenty-four seven
And fifty two weeks a year
Ya always were a bit self-driven
Never sittin' in the diamond lane
Babe, do you call that livin'
Or just another trip around the drain?

When you're finally sick of your predicament
When your needle is straddling E
When your shoes get thin
And the high-beam dims
Better limp it on back to me
I've got no wrench on my work-a-day bench
I ain't no jack of trades
I'll set it on blocks in the hollyhocks
And tip back a lemonade

That's what you get for hurry
Can't be gettin' there from here
The steep inclines and the median lines
And nary a souvenir
The distance comprizin' you to the horizon
Same as yesterday
That's what you get for hurry
I've said all I have ta say

Written by:
Stephen Koritta

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