No Time At All

==Lyrics==
Original Broadway Cast Album
Berthe	When you are as old as I, my dear 	 	
 	And I hope that you never are 	 	
 	You will woefully wonder why, my dear 	 	
 	Through your cataracts and catarrh 	 	
 	You could squander away, or sequester 	 	
 	A drop of a precious year 	 	
 	For when your best days are yester 	 	
 	The rest’re twice as dear 	 	
 	What good is a field on a fine summer night 	 	
 	If you sit all alone with the weeds? 	 	
 	Or a succulent pear if with each juicy bite 	 	
 	You spit out your teeth with the seeds? 	 	
 	Before it’s too late, stop trying to wait 	 	
 	For fortune and fame you’re secure of 	 	
 	For there’s one thing to be sure of, mate: 	 	
 	There’s nothing to be sure of! 	 	
 	Oh, it’s time to start livin’ 	 	
 	Time to take a little from this world we’re given 	 	
 	Time to take time, ‘cause spring will turn to fall	 	
 	In just no time at all! 	 	
 	I never wondered if I was afraid 	 	
 	When there was a challenge to take 	 	
 	I never thought about how much I weighed 	 	
 	When there was still one piece of cake 	 	
 	Maybe it’s meant the hours I’ve spent 	 	
 	Feeling broken, and bent, and unwell 	 	
 	But there’s still no cure so heaven-sent 	 	
 	As the chance to raise some hell! 	 	
 	Everybody! 	 	
All 	Oh, it’s time to start livin’ 	 	
 	Time to take a little from the world we’re given 	 	
Berthe	Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall 	Players	Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
All 	In just no time at all! 	 	
Berthe	Now when the drearies do attack 	 	
 	And a siege of the sads begins 	 	
 	I throw these regal shoulders back 	 	
 	And lift these noble chins 	 	
 	Give me a man who is handsome and strong 	 	
 	Someone who’s stalwart and steady 	 	
 	Give me a night that’s romantic and long 	 	
 	And give me a month to get ready 	 	
 	Now I could waylay some aging roué 	 	
 	And persuade him to play in some cranny 	 	
 	But it’s hard to believe I’m being led astray 	 	
 	By a man who calls me Granny! 	 	
All 	Oh, it’s time to start livin’ 	 	
 	Time to take a little from the world we’re given 	 	
Berthe	Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall 	Players	Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
All 	In just no time at all! 	 	
Berthe	Now sages tweet that age is sweet 	 	
 	Good deeds and good work earn you laurels 	 	
 	But what could make you feel more obsolete 	 	
 	Than being noted for your morals? 	 	
 	Here is a secret I never have told 	 	
 	Maybe you’ll understand why 	 	
 	I believe if I refuse to grow old 	 	
 	I can stay young ‘til I die 	 	
 	Now I’ve known the fears of sixty-six years 	 	
 	I’ve had troubles and tears by the score 	 	
 	But the only thing I’d trade ‘em for 	 	
 	Is sixty-seven more! 	 	
 	Oh, it’s time to keep livin’ 	 	
 	Time to keep taking from the world I’m given 	 	
 	You are my time, so I’ll throw off my shawl 	 	
 	And watching your flings be flung all over 	Players	Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
 	Makes me feel young all over 	Players	Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh
All 	In just no time at all! 	 	
Category:Songs