sq. by: Gary Rogers
Tell Her No
sq. by: Deb Ackley
Time Of The Season
sq. by: D. Aston
Well no one told me about her
The way she lied
Well no one told me about her
How many people cried
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her eyes were soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there
Well no one told me about her
What could I do
Well no one told me about her
Though they all knew
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her eyes were soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there
(solo)
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother trying to find her
She's not there
Well let me tell you about the way she looked
The way she acted, the color of her hair
Her eyes were soft and cool, her eyes were clear and bright
But she's not there
And if she should tell you come closer
And if she tempts you with her charms
You tell her
No no no no no no no no no no no no
No no no no no no no no no
Don't hurt me now for her love belongs to me
Don't hurt me now for her love belongs to me
And if she should tell you she love you wo oh wo oh
And if she tempts you with her charms
I know she's the kind of girl to throw my love away
But I still love her so don't hurt me now don't hurt me
now
And if she tells you she love you
Just remember she's saying that to me
You tell her
No no no no no no no no no no no no
No no no no no no no no no
Don't hurt me now for her love belongs to me
Don't hurt me now for her love belongs to me
TIME OF THE SEASON
Lead Vocals: Colin Blunstone
Keyboards: Rod Argent
Bass: Chris White
Drums: Hugh Grundy
Guitar: Paul Atkinson
It's the time of the season
When love runs high
In this time, give it to me easy
And let me try
With pleasured hands
To take you in the sun to
Promised lands
To show you every one
It's the time of the season for loving...
What's your name?
Who's your daddy?
Is he rich like me?
Has he taken any time
To show you what you need to live?
Tell it to me slowly
Tell you what I really want to know
It's the time of the season for loving...
[Instrumental]
What's your name?
Who's your daddy?
Is he rich like me?
Has he taken any time
To show you what you need to live?
Tell it to me slowly
Tell you what I really want to know
It's the time of the season for loving...
[Instrumental]