Something I just can't put my finger on Is haunting me and tearing me I'm left with bits and pieces Of a memory, just a memory Oh, I must have broke her up When we talked last night But that was a heated moment and that's alright Someone I just don't wanna listen to Is calling me and boring me Some untamed short-change lesson Out of of history it used to be And I must have cut her up With the things I'd said I wait a while recalling Just what I said Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour When the music's gone 'round And the rhythm has laid down I like what I find Right there in the waking hour I must have cut her up With the things that I said I wait a while recalling Just what I said I'll get to twist and shout In the waking hour I like to be about In the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour After the music stopped When it's gone and the rhythm's laid down That's when I find out Right there in the waking hour, oh Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour Woh oh oh... Later in the waking hour