Song – Dime A Dozen Times
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Quirky, haunting tale of disillusionment.
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LYRIC
Dime A Dozen Times
Just yesterday in a fine dime store
You walked right up to me
You looked into my star-crossed eyes
Told me my astrology
I told you the time that I was born
Maybe the reason why
Oh you said you knew but that’s a lie
I just don’t have time to buy
In these dime a dozen times
They’re a dozen for a dime
But I won’t sell myself that way
Today
Don’t say you’ll never forget me
Don’t talk of circumstance
Don’t promise me just the next day or two
Don’t make me more of a fool than I am
Over you, than I am
Seems my time keeps thinning out
There’s less in it for me
But I won’t trade that one sure love
For a one shot ecstasy
I’m too old for expectations
Tired of not enough
I must keep myself wide open to live
‘Cause there’s barely room to breathe
In these dime a dozen times
They’re a dozen for a dime
But I won’t sell myself that way
Today
Don’t say you’ll never forget me
Don’t talk of circumstance
Don’t promise me just the next day or two
Don’t make me more of a fool than I am
Over you, than I am
Just yesterday in a fine dime store
You walked right up to me
You looked into my star-crossed eyes
Told me my astrology
I told you the time that I was born
Maybe the reason why
Oh you said you knew but that’s a lie
I just don’t have time to buy
Words & music by Bob Gibson and Allan Afterman
© Robert Josiah Music