Songwriter: Mark Stevens Patrick Leonard Keithen Carter David “Hawk” Wolinski

Producer: Arif Mardin

Life ain't cheap, you gotta make a move
Give it up and then find the groove
Spin those wheels each and every day
Tempus fugit, don't delay
Life is rough, yeah, life is mean
Got to give it up and keep it clean
The world is up and movin' fast
Got to grab ahold or you won't last

Midnight's in your blood
You got fire in your feet
Shadows tempting you
To get out there on the street
When the day turns to night
And your body feels the heat
You howl at the neon moon
Beauty turned to beast

In your eyes
I see you want to quit, well
You're hopin' this time
You might make the pieces fit

Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
Ain't nothing out there
Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
You can't leave it alone
Can you give it up
'Cause there ain't nothing out there
Nothing out there
Can you give it up
You can't leave it alone

Hanging with the crowd
You never learn to give
Your world is yourself
This is where you live
In a world of fantasy
Some have never seen
Where dreams become your life
And life becomes a dream

In your eyes
I see you want to quit, yeah
But you say in your mind
"This is the last time, this is it"

Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
Ain't nothing out there
Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
You can't leave it alone
Can you give it up
'Cause there ain't nothing out there
Nothing out there
Can you give it up
'Cause there ain't nothing out there
But you can't leave it alone

Life ain't cheap, you gotta make a move
Give it up and then find the groove
Spin those wheels each and every day
Tempus fugit, don't delay

In your eyes
I see you want to quit

In your eyes
I see you want to quit
But you're hopin' this time
You might make the pieces fit

Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
Ain't nothing out there
Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
Ain't nothing out there

Can you give it up
(Oh-oh-oh-oh...)
There ain't nothing out there
Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there
Can you leave it alone

Can you give it up
(Give it up, give it up)
There ain't nothing out there
You can leave it alone
Ain't nothin' out there
Can you give it up
There ain't nothing out there...

Peabo Bryson

This Greenville, South Carolina, native shot into the professional music scene in the mid-1970s when he released his first solo LP, simply titled “Peabo”, on Bullet Records.