Besedila: Poco. Hurry Up.

Here I sit with you like
The days got no hours
Well I find it kind of easy, though 'cause I'm lazy
It's a good day for showers

So, don't worry whatever, I might do, no hurry
For I've been a telling you, I'm feeling just fine
And I really couldn't care less this time
Tell me how many more will there be?

Hurry up now tell me, my, my, my
My girl

Patience is a virtue
As rewarding as a new love in spring
But suddenly forgotten when a man
Gets caught in his own dream

Outspoken faces again beware
The token of wine in a glass could dare you just enough
Who's joking? And when should I call your bluff?
And how many more will there be? Hey now

Hurry up now tell me, my, my, my
My girl

So, don't worry whatever, I might do, no hurry
I've been a telling you I'm feeling just fine
And I really couldn't care less this time
Tell me how many more will there be?

Oh, hurry up now tell me, my, my, my