I'm losing my sense of reason, I'm losing my self-control
I'm checking out for the season, her love has taken its toll
If it's not a good time, then I'll come back later
If not for love, I'd surely hate her
Riding the rail to Richmond, in the wind and on the dole
Slipped the noose and broken my bonds, your love has taken its toll
If it's not a good time, then I'll wait at the station
I didn't mean to interrupt your masturbation
If it's not a good time, then I'll come back later
If not for love, You Know I'd hate her
I'm losing my sense of reason, I'm losing my self-control
I'm checking out for the season, true love has taken its toll
If it's not a good time, then I'll come back later
'Cause there's a sweet young thing by the elevator
If it's not a good time
If it's not a good time
If it's not a good time... See ya