It's Too Late

Got the invitation to that seventies expose
But how she ever gonna love you when she can't parlez vous your Francais
You know that she can't stop dancin' and that's just about to make you scream
When you were actin' so damn fine
You tryin' hard not to be so mean
And you're tryin' to tell me
Ow!
That how many times I gotta tell ya baby, it's too late
It's too too late
I told you a thousand times baby, it's too late
That's when I saw your mama and she's the blonde queen of the prom
And you're the little heiress to the kingdom from the flesh right down to the bone
Cause I saw you last night darlin' on the midnight flight to the stars
But you spend most your time in the powder room where you chit chat with Diana Dors
And you tryin' to tell her
Ow!
That how many times I gotta tell baby, it's too late
It's too too late
I told you a thousand times but baby, it's too late
You invite us up to that B-trip but that's nothing new on me
That reminds me of the problems back in 1933
That was the year when they crashed on down and all the ghettos got smashed up
And now all of God's children
They're gettin' what they want
When they get the ticket
Ow! Ow!
No matter how many times I gotta tell baby, it's too late
It's too too late
I told you a thousand times but baby, it's too late