- cifra
He appeared in the kitchen
And the group was saying
She comes with high regard
And she gets what she wants
Take your sweet time
You've taken so long
To make up your mind
It might take your whole life
The motive was not clear
Though they knew it would appear
That they were in the wrong
If he had not taken so long
He endorsed the notion
But they would not hear of it
A lack of common sense
Is where we are concerned
Take your sweet time
You've taken so long
To make up your mind
It might take your whole life
