Wrong Time
The Pandas Lyrics
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I played me a waiting game
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
I'd let the old Earth take a couple of whirls
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
And as time came around she came my way
As time came around, she came
You court them in song and rhyme
They answer with words and a clover ring
But if you could examine the goods they bring
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
And the plentiful waste of time of day
A plentiful waste of time
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
But the days grow short when you reach September
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
September, November
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
These precious days I'll spend with you
The Pandas' song "Wrong Time" is a poignant tune that reflects a sense of regret and nostalgia. The song revolves around the theme of love and missed opportunities, with the lyrics describing a young man's approach to courting the girls of his younger days. The opening lines of the song introduce this central theme, with the singer reminiscing about "a waiting game" that he used to play when pursuing the affections of a young woman. The lyrics describe how he would patiently wait and ply her with tears in place of tangible gifts like pearls, hoping that eventually, she would reciprocate his feelings.
As the song progresses, the lyrics delve deeper into the complexities of love and courting. The second half of the song paints a more somber picture, as the singer reflects on the fleeting nature of life and the limited time we have to pursue our dreams. The words "Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December, but the days grow short when you reach September" offer a sobering reminder that our time on this earth is finite, and that it's important to make the most of our moments.
In the end, the song resolves on a somewhat bittersweet note. The singer acknowledges that he has missed his chance to pursue love in the past, but he's determined to make the most of the present moment. The final lines of the song serve as a tribute to the fleeting nature of life, while also communicating a sense of determination and resolve in the face of adversity.
Line by Line Meaning
When I was a young man courting the girls
Back in the day when I was young, I liked to flirt with girls
I played me a waiting game
I waited around to see if the girls would be interested in me or not
If a maid refused me with tossing curls
If a girl rejected me with a dismissive attitude
I'd let the old Earth take a couple of whirls
I would wait around for a while and let nature take its course
While I plied her with tears in lieu of pearls
I would try to sway her with my sadness and emotion, rather than material gifts
And as time came around she came my way
Eventually, after waiting, the girl would come to me
As time came around, she came
I finally won her over after waiting patiently
When you meet with the young girls early in the Spring
When you start courting young women in the beginning of the year
You court them in song and rhyme
I would try to impress the girls with poetry and music
They answer with words and a clover ring
The girls would respond with kind words and small gestures
But if you could examine the goods they bring
If you inspected what they actually had to offer
They have little to offer but the songs they sing
You would find that they didn't have much besides their words and tunes
And the plentiful waste of time of day
And all the time they waste on small talk and meaningless activities
A plentiful waste of time
It's a complete waste of time
Oh, it's a long, long while from May to December
Time seems to drag on forever
But the days grow short when you reach September
But before you know it, the year is almost over
When the autumn weather turns the leaves to flame
When the fall season arrives and the leaves start to change colors
One hasn't got time for the waiting game
You don't have the luxury of waiting around anymore
Oh, the days dwindle down to a precious few
The days left in the year are few and valuable
September, November
The months that mark the end of the year
And these few precious days I'll spend with you
So I want to make the most of the time we have left together
These precious days I'll spend with you
I cherish the time we have left together
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Kurt Weill, Maxwell Anderson
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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