Tiptoe Lyrics

Wait a minute, I've been here for 45

Time's gone south for the winter

Hurry hurry, need you on the second floor

Don't mean to be an escalator

I don't want your wake-up calls no

Groundhogs or early springs

You can keep your superstitions

Baby, I gotta swing

Come quick and smell the roses

While they still look pretty

Too fashionably late

Timing is everything, so hurry up and wait

You gotta

Tip toe, coming round the corner

Step right onto the starting line

Well it ain't no fun to be jumping the gun

But it sure beats wasting time

Tip toe, coming round the corner

Step right onto the starting line

Well it ain't no town to be messing around in

Good things will come to those with time

Take a ticket, stand in line right over there

Quicksand wrapping round my ankles

Stuck in panic, how do I get outta here?

A buckin' bronco's hardest to wrangle

I'm not one to get up early

Plagued with anxiety

Value highly all your time

Don't give it away for free

Come quick and smell the roses

While they still look pretty

Too fashionably late

Timing is everything, so hurry up and wait

You gotta

Tip toe, coming round the corner

Step onto the starting line

Well it ain't no fun to be jumping the gun

But it sure beats wasting time

Tip toe, coming round the corner

Step right onto the starting line

Well it ain't no town to be messing around in

Good things will come to those with time

Tip toe, coming round the corner

Step onto the starting line

Well it ain't no fun to be jumping the gun

But it sure beats wasting time

Tip toe, coming round the corner

Step right onto the starting line

Well it ain't no town to be messing around in

Good things will come to those with time