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What time is it?

Four thirty

It's not late, naw, naw,

Just early, early, early

President, he sweat through his talcum

News paper man, he watch like a falcon

"Ah, look...daddy-o...sorry, Mr. President...where ya been?"

Use a little english to doctor the spin

What time is it?

Four thirty

It's not late, naw, naw,

Just early, early, early

It's my bread and butter

Ain't got no other

It's on the TV

The spin's on me...

Ayatollah, he's hopping mad

Jibber about some damn jihad

Send me back to old Baghdad

Spin Doctor its oh so sad

What time is it?

Four thirty

It's not late, naw, naw,

Just early, early, early

It's my bread and butter

Ain't got no other

It's on the TV

The spin's on me...

I've been thinking lately

How to get you off my line

Don't seem all that easy but it

Feels alright

I've gotten rid of expectations

That i used to have

And we don't get along and it really ain't so bad

Somewhere in between the blue & the red

"This is temporary," is all she said

Someday things may be a little better than before

All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door

Alone in my room

I lay awake and dream

I'm sleeping half awake I got to

Try to explain

That I don't need your love and it

Means this much to me

I don't need your love woman won't you see

Somewhere in between the blue & the red

"This is temporary," is all she said

Someday things may be a little better than before

All these mysteries and they're knocking at my door

She must not realize

What this means to me

I figured out her disguise

Hey, mama, I'm not dreaming

(she's way off reality)

I've been thinking lately

How to get you off my line

Don't seem all that easy but it

Feels alright

I've gotten rid of expectations

That I used to have

And we don't get along and it really ain't so bad