It's too lateTo fall in love with Sharon TateBut it's too soonTo ask me for the words I want carved on my tombSo I think it's time that you all startTo think about gettin' byBut what about that need to go out and find somebody to loveIt's too lateThere's no one left that I even wanna imitateYou see, you just don't knowI'm here to give you my heartAnd you want some fashion showBut it ain't no contributionTo go and rely on an institutionTo validate your chosen artAnd sanction your boredomAnd let you play out your partIt's too lateYou know when they got nothin' to giveThey only part their legs for wha t's negativeAnd they're so decadent . . .Until their daddy's money from home's all spentSo I think it's time, 'cuz it's too easyTo rely on worshipping strangers and devils in bed,Though they do get good drugs, and they do give good headIt's too l ateYou shoulda realized I was worth the waitAh, but you didn't hesitateWhen she took you off, you let her seal our fateSo I think it's timethat you all startTo think about gettin' byWithout that need to go out and findSomebody to love