Jim Croce - Five Short Minutes lyrics

[Jim Croce - Five Short Minutes lyrics]

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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