Soon Enough Lyrics

Years from now, they will make water from the reservoirs of our idiot tempers.

Soon enough, work and love will make a man out of you. Through and through.

Your gentleman father would pray for a daughter, as he walked from room to room saying

"Women are winning the tournament of hearts. Somebody's got to lose..."

Soon enough, work and love will make a man out of you. Through and through.

Soon enough.