Hurry Up – Ritchie Valens

Hurry up, or I’ll get another date
A hurry up, well, it’s getting awful late
Well, I told you, when I walked you home
And I told you, on the telephone

That I’d be here at a quarter to nine
Oh little girl, meet you here on time
Nothing bugs me baby, like a having to wait
But it always seems to happen
Ev’rytime we have a date

Hurry up, well, come on let’s go
Hurry up, we’ll be late for the show
Hurry up, oh yeah, hurry up

Hurry up, or I’ll get another date
Hurry up, well, it’s getting awful late
Well, I told you, when I walked you home
And I told you, on the telephone

We got to the movie, baby, wouldn’t you know?
The only seats I saw were in the very last row
I just sit down ‘n try to watch the show
When you looked at your watch
And said, ‘Come on let’s go’, oh

Hurry up, be home all alone
Hurry up, don’t you be so slow
Hurry up, we gotta get home
A hurry up

Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up, hurry up