(Bryan White)
Runnin' down the interstate Coffee drippin' down my leg
Every day I'm runnin' late
Gettin' slapped around
By the hands of time
C'mon Steve!

(Steve Wariner)
Next lane there's a pickup
A girl puttin' on her makeup
Her cellular phone's startin' to break up
She's gettin' slapped around
By the hands of time

(Chorus)
Everybody's runnin' a little late like me
The whole world's runnin' behind
Can't seem to get where we need to be
Gettin' slapped around by the hands of time

(Steve)
Here comes the carpool
Momma's got her hands full
Six kids all late to school
They're gettin' slapped around
By the hands of time

(Bryan)
Just passed the governor's motorcade
Must've had a flat tire on the way
I guess everybody's gotta wait
When you're slapped around
By the hands of time

(Chorus)
Everybody's runnin' a little late like me
The whole world's runnin' behind
Can't seem to get where we need to be
Gettin' slapped around by the hands of time

Everybody's runnin' a little late like me
The whole world's runnin' behind
Can't seem to get where we need to be
Slapped around by the hands of time

Bryan: Hey, Steve, what time is it?
Steve: Eastern Standard Wariner Time
Bryan: I guess I'm just gonna have to set my watch 15 minutes fast
Steve: Watch? What's that?
Bryan: Y'know, it's like a clock.
Steve: I got one for Christmas but I don't know where it is.

Hands of time
Slapped around by the hands

Steve: Has anybody ever told you you sound just like Bryan White?
Bryan: You know, I get that all the time.
*Steve Laughs*
Bryan: Hey, could somebody tell me what day it is?
Lyrics submitted by Arianalei from Ohio, USA