Five Short Minutes Lyrics
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Five Short Minutes Lyricsby Jim Croce Buy album CD: Other Songs A - W Well, she was standing by my dressing room after the show Asking for my autograph and asked if she could go Back to my motel room But the rest is just a tragic tale Because five short minutes of lovin' Done brought me twenty long years in jail Well, like a fool in a hurry I took her to my room She casted me in plaster while I sang her a tune Then I said, 'Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale Because five short minutes of lovin' Done brought me twenty long years in jail' Well, then a judge and a jury sat me in a room They say that robbin' the cradle is worse than robbin' the tomb Then I said "Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale' (Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!) 'Because five short minutes of lovin' Done brought me twenty long years in jail' And when I get out of this prison gonna be forty-five I'll know I used to like to do it but I won't remember why (Wasn't worth it, wasn't worth it!) I'll say, 'Ooh, ooee! Sure was a tragic tale Because five short minutes of lovin' Done brought me twenty long years in jail' 'Because five short minutes of lovin' Done brought me twenty long years in jail'
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