Forty Eight Hours

You know last night isn't so long ago And you know, you know once it's over We'll be dying of solitude Begging for fancy tunes I hope I hope you know, you know Wishing all we had Was forty eight hours We need forty eight hours a day Forty eight hours We need forty eight hours a night Forty eight hours We need forty eight hours a day Forty eight hours Forty eight hours It takes a while to write a song It takes a while to get along And maybe we should take time And reconsider We take our time We change our minds We take our time We change our minds Forty eight hours We need forty eight hours a day Forty eight hours We need forty eight hours a night Forty eight hours We need forty eight hours a day Forty eight hours Forty eight hours