PLENTY OF TIME by David Michael From the Crocodile and the Chihuahua

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The story behind the song A 'realistic' love song. When I mentioned to old buddy Matthew Mortfort that I was in a nice new relationship, he chortled, 'Don't worry, David. There's still plenty of time for the relationship to fail.' I repeated this line to my sweetie at the time, Rebecca Solomon, during an intimate moment and she thought it was one of the funniest things she'd ever heard. A natural comedian, she decided I just had to write the song. I had great fun with this. Rebecca helped me figure out a few of the lines, as did friends Michael Mandrel and Charlie Rafferty.

The lyrics color black = his part color red = her part green = the duet There's still plenty of time for our love affair to die With the odds so stacked against us, should we even risk a try? We might ruin a perfect friendship without ever asking why There's still plenty of time for our love affair to die Nowhere on earth is it written that we Can achieve staying powers from the urge to be free We might wind up consenting In secret resenting The chains that we merrily Wrap 'round each others' necks CHORUS: There's still plenty of time for our love not to work You just might be psychotic. You just might be a jerk Maybe I'll need Viagra. Maybe I'll go berserk Am I bound to find out you have some fatal quirk? There's still oodles of time for our ship to go down I could play the tragic hero. You could leave me here to drown You might leave me on some island, then go sailing far away And start living with some harem while you cry away the day (CHORUS) Yes, there's every possibility our love thing won't work out Hell, they never have before and now we're old and way burned out We could always still blow it It's true, don't you know it? We might have to quit If we can't resolve it I could find out you're passive aggressive You could turn out to be too possessive You could be immature You could be way too sure It could be awfully stressful To be unsuccessful (CHORUS) There's a billion bloody reasons why we're destined to fail I'll shove you off your pedestal. I'll run you off your rail We might still be in love now...even think it will last And forget all the while, those things in our past FINAL CHORUS: There's still plenty of time for our love not to work You just might be psychotic. You just might be a jerk But we're hopeful romantics 'til the day that we die So let's give our new romance that ol' college try	The Band David Michael: Guitar, vocals, jew's harp, tube of gloom Dari Michael: Vocals Paul Becker: Clarinet Benjy Wertheimer: Mouth percussion

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