June:
What good is a field on a fine summer night
If you sit all alone with the weeds?

Blaine:
Or a succulent pear if with each juicy bite
You spit out your teeth with the seeds?

June:
Before it's too late stop trying to wait
For fortune and fame you're secure of
For there's one thing to be sure of, mate
There's nothing to be sure of

Blaine y June:
Oh, it's time to start livin'
Time to take a little from this world we're given

June:
Time to take time

Blaine y June:
Cause spring will turn to fall
In just no time at all

Blaine:
Sages tweet that age is sweet
Good deeds and good work earn you laurels

Blaine y June:
But what can make you feel more obsolete
Than being noted for your morals?

June:
Give me a man who is handsome and strong

Blaine:
Someone who's stalwart and steady
Give me a night that's romantic and long

June:
Then give me a month to get ready

Now I could waylay some aging roue
And persuade him to play in some cranny
But it's hard to believe I'm being led astray
By a man who calls me granny

One, two, three, four

Blaine y June:
Oh, it's time to start livin'
Time to take a little from the world we're given
Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall
In just no time at all

Oh, it's time to start livin'
Time to take a little from the world we're given
Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall

June:
And watching your flings be flung all over

Blaine y June:
Makes me feel young all over
In just no time at all
No time at all