[Verse 1] The clocks running down The teams losing ground To the opposing defense The young quarterback Waits for the snap When suddenly it all starts to make sense [Chorus] Hes got all kinds of time Hes got all kinds of time All kinds of time Hes got all kinds of time All kinds of time [Verse 2] He takes a step back Hes under attack But he knows that no one can touch him now He seems so at ease A strange inner peace Is all that hes feeling somehow [Chorus] Hes got all kinds of time Hes got all kinds of time All kinds of time Hes got all kinds of time All kinds of time [Bridge] He thinks of his mother He thinks of his bridetobe He thinks of his father His two younger brothers Gathered around the widescreen TV [Verse 3] He looks to the left He looks to the right And there in a golden ray of light Is his open man Just like he planned The whole world is his tonight [Chorus] Hes got all kinds of time Hes got all kinds of time All kinds of time Hes got all kinds of time All kinds of time
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