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Victoria Spivey
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Porter Grainger
Songwriter
Lyrics
I've always heard that haste makes waste
So I believe in taking my time
The highest mountain can't be raised
It's something you must slowly climb
I want a slow and easy man
He needn't ever take the lead
'Cause I've worked on that long-time plan
And I ain't a-lookin' for no speed
'Cause I'm a one-hour mama
So one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock, papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I love to be
Why, I don't want no lame excuse
'Bout my lovin' being so good
That you couldn't wait no longer
Now I hope I'm understood
'Cause I'm a one-hour mama
So one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Why, I don't want no greenhorn lover
Like a rookie goin' to war
With a load of big artillery
But don't know what it's for
He's got to bring me reference
With a great long pedigree
And must prove he's got endurance
Or he don't mean that to me
I can't stand no crowing rooster
What just hits a lick or two
Why, action is the only booster
Of what my man must do
And I don't want no imitation
'Cause my requirements ain't no joke
And I get full indignation
For a guy that's lost his stroke
'Cause I'm a one-hour mama
And a one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Set your alarm clock, papa
One hour, that's proper
Then love me like I like to be
Why, I may want love for an hour
Then decide to make it two
Why, it takes a hour 'fore I get started
Maybe three hours 'fore I'm through
'Cause I'm a one-hour mama
So one-minute papa
Ain't the kind of man for me
Written by: Porter Grainger


