Timing is Everything
And here comes a man
I hope that you're ready
Holding time in your hands
It's a common courtesy to hold the door open
So I've gotta thank you for being such a gentleman
Yeah I'm thankful for everything
I guess you wouldn't understand
I'm sorry for everything too
I'm not that kind of man
Hey simple man
Hey simple man
Keep a waitin
Someone's coming to be yours
It's not a game
It's not a game you should be playing
Trying to get behind locked doors
When the players hit the ball field
For some that's not enough
They want to come along for the ride
Satisfied
Until the feeling wears off
As you sit in the bleachers
Waiting for something to change
You're Dressed up and ready
But delayed by the rains
But I've got the fork for your biscuits and gravy
You play a good game, sugar, but it's gonna drive you crazy
Hey simple man
Hey simple man
Keep a waitin
Someone's coming to be yours
It's not a game
It's not a game you should be playing
Trying to get behind locked doors
Hey simple man
Hey simple man
Keep a waitin
Someone's coming to be yours
It's not a game
It's not a game you should be playing
Trying to get behind locked doors