The truckstop flower I shelled out for never brought a single smile
No, that rose wilted in my wardrobe and never saw the light of day
Well, Mary, maybe things got crazy
Still, I try to sort them out
Some things just can't wait
Just can't wait
Just can't wait
The careful graphite you pored over never got a second read
No looseleaf letter neatly folded ever did us any good
Well maybe, Mary, things got scary
Still, I try to sort them out
Some things just can't wait
Just can't wait
Just can't wait
I spoke too soon
You told me I could take it back
Mark it a slip
And put those words back on
My good and sorry tongue
She said,
"I'd be a fool
To think that I'd deserve all that
Swallow it down
Each and every word (to) come off your sorry tongue"
That old Volkswagen you pored over took us up and down the coast
And on its last leg I took over and never moved a mile more
Well, Mary, Mary, quite contrary
I'm dying for the open road
Some things just can't wait
Just can't wait
Just can't wait
I spoke too soon
You told me I could take it back
Mark it a slip
And put those words back on
My good and sorry tongue
She said,
"I'd be a fool
To think that I'd deserve all that
Swallow it down
Each and every word come off your sorry tongue"
Each and every word come off your sorry tongue
Each and every word come off your sorry tongue
Some things just can't wait