Letra

They tell you that you are late It's the time to bite the bullet You're not doing then so well You're not what we expected How happy you would be If your hip still for a moment No more extacy No more dancing alone No need to worry No need to stress No need to hurry No need to sweat No need for money Had no regrets I'll do it on my own sweet time (Sweet time) I'll do it in my own sweet time (Sweet time, sweet time) I'll do it in own sweet time And yet I see so clear A conveyor belt that's strugglin' Feels me with the feels So I gots to keep on lovin' I'm doing this my way I'm walking to my Rama You better get on your way And I'll do it in my own sweet time (Sweet time, sweet time) I'll do it in my own sweet time (Sweet time, sweet time) I'll do it in my own sweet time, hmm No need to worry, no need to stress No need to hurry, no need to sweat No need for money, had no regrets I'll do it in my own sweet time Nobody's catchin' me... Lift my chin above the deep Nobody's catchin' me Keep my head above the brief Nobody's catchin' me Stuck down here behind the beat Nobody's catchin' me Oh I'll do it in my own sweet time I'll do it in my own sweet time I'll do it in my own, I'll do it in my own sweet time Sweet time, sweet time (Sweet time) I'll do it in my own sweet time Sweet time (Sweet time) I'll do it in my own sweet time (Sweet time)
Writer(s): Oscar De Jong, Mark Kneppers, Wim Plug, Isobel Fitzroy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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