It’s high time
That I let you slide
I know it’s kind of low
But to me, it’s high time
It’s high time
That I let you slide
I know it’s kind of low
But to me, it’s high time
January, February, June, and July
It’s high summer
January, February, June, and July
And I don’t love her
It’s high time
In the blink of blue eyes
I know it’s kind of low
But to me, it’s high time
Yeah, I know it’s kind of low
But to me, it’s high time
It’s high summer
It’s high summer
And it’s high time
High time
High time
High time
