this party is a pumpkin think i'll take a walk 3 o'clock in the morning
is no time to talk i've slept on your front porch i've worshipped at your feet
i've been richard pryor with my hair on fire running down your street
it's too late gutterball same as the last frame
it's too late for me now
conversations sitting here alone we could disagree then be set free
without you being home it was all wine and roses adrenalin in blues
but I was at the mall with a plastic doll and a golden noose
it's too late gutterball same as the last frame
it's too late for me now it's too late gotta get it back in the next game
it's too late for me now
the end of my rope is swingin' finally let it fly i can't throw away
the things i know so say goodnight....


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