For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

Give it up baby, baby mama can't buy you love Before it's too late Mama don't want you, daddy don't want you Mama don't want you, daddy don't need you Baby, so they give you anything Darling, all the joy money can bring Baby, do they bring you happiness

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

Oh, oh, oh, oh Too late, too late, too late But it's too late, too late, too late Too late for love Somewhere in the distance I hear the bells ring Darkness settles on the town as the children start to sing And the lady 'cross the street she shuts out

That's why the lady is a tramp That's why this lady is a tramp She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight (I am starving) She loves the theater, but she never comes late I never bother, with people that I hate That's why this chick is a tramp She doesn't

Dame (come gimme some) I got a sweet tooth for love, baby gimme some You got the chocolate That yum, yum, come gimme some Cotton candy, sweet as gold It's soft like a sugar plum Roll up that Tootsie, that Hershey, that bubblegum Banana (come gimme some)

For givers, no takers An angel who never got wings You find Jesus and it's too late He's already closed the front gate And the sign's flashing no vacancy Love letters on wet paper You've broken my heart for the last time You promised the truth, and you

Who will save your soul and love me here. And I find my place So well let down your guard So when it get's too late When it get's too far Know this is a universal truth People let me down. So reach out for the things that you can use Buried in the ground

The American dream on a shoestring, Give a good push just like a Brady, Too soon to be a mother and father, But too late for the alma mater, Babies makin' babies Say you'll love 'em 'till your eighty, Yeah it's always in the water First you grow it then