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[Verse 1: Howard Devoto, Pete Shelley]
I'll be waiting at the supermarket
Or standing in line with the beans (Cash up)
I'll be waiting at the post office
For sticky pictures of the queen (Stick up)
And now, I'm waiting for you, uh
To get yourself good 'n ready (Makeup)
Thinking to myself, is this what they mean, uh
By going steady? (Break up)
[Refrain: Devoto]
I'll be waiting in the waiting room, uh
And I'll be sitting in the sitting room, and uh
And now I'm wine-ing in the dining room
Waiting for you's like a-waiting for the man in the moon
[Verse 2: Devoto, Shelley]
I was really smoldering
Seen the back of forty king-size cigarettes (Stood up)
This hanging 'round is a-murder
But if you'd just come along, I'd have no regrets (Give up)
And so, I phone your number
But your mother tells me you're still in bed (Get up)
When you come to the phone, your voice is thick and sexy
Goes straight to my head (Hang up)
[Refrain: Devoto]
And I'll be standing in the standing room
And I'll be smoking in the smoking room
And now, I'm dying in the living room
I'm gonna forget a-what I came for here real soon
[Chorus: Devoto & Shelley]
I said, your time's up, me too, I'm out on account of you
Time's up, me too, I'm out on account of you
Your time's up, me too, and I'm out on account of you
Time's up, and, uh, me too, and I'm out on account of you
[Verse 3: Devoto, Shelley]
I was really burned out and smoldering
Seen the front and back of eighty king-size cigarettes (Stood up)
This hanging 'round is killing me
If you'd just creep along, I'd have no regrets (Give up)
And so, I call your grandmother
She says you're still in bed (Get up)
When you get to the phone, your voice is thick and sexy
Shoots through the top of my head (Shot up)
[Refrain: Devoto]
And I'll be standing in the standing room
But I'll be smoking in the smoking room
But now, I'm dying in the living room
I'm gonna forget a-what I came for here real soon
[Chorus: Devoto & Shelley]
I said your time's up, me too, I'm out on account of you
Time's up, me too, I'm out on account of you
Your time's up, me too, and I'm out on account of you
Your time's up, and, uh, me too, and, uh, I'm out on account of you
[Outro: Devoto]
Your time's up, your time's up, right up (Uh)
Time’s Up was written by Howard Devoto & Pete Shelley.
Time’s Up was produced by Martin Hannett.