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I headed down to the country store with a head full of bumble bees Got a date with the magistrate in the garden of the tweedle-dees I got lost in the candy mart, had to call for a helping hand Well, there's a map into my heart and there's room for another friend But I see [?] Ain't no more room on this boat And there's one way to my soul It's a long walk back from Buffalo And it's hot highs and tricky lows But there ain't no time like the present time I got stuck in the veggie isle, had to hiccup on my Junior Mints Had to put back the celery and hang on to my government "Don't believe everything that you read," said the cover of a magazine Had to pause while I did the math, had to take a shot of Listerine Just stop, your boat Ain't no more room on this boat And there's one way to my soul It's a long walk back from Buffalo And it's hot highs and tricky lows But there ain't no time like the present time Letras de cancionesMoving on with my eager eye, make a motion for a summary I take a look at my brother's weight and remember life accordingly I got a pillow for my good side and a little bit of Ambien I'm gonna sleep on the cozy ride and set the soundtrack to ambient Just play me or don't I got fat to carry this load And there's one way to my soul It's a long walk back from Buffalo And it's hot highs and tricky lows But there ain't no time like the present time Ain't no time like the present time Ain't no time like the present time Ain't no time like the present Ain't no time like the present time Ain't no time like the present time Ain't no time like the present Ain't no time like the present Ain't no time like the present (Here we go!) Ain't no time like the present From Letras Mania