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Good morning, teaspoon |
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Teaspoon, give me back my brain |
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Hello, reflection |
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You don't look the same |
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Good morning, sweet companion |
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Pardon me if I've forgotten your name |
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Well, I know the sun is shining |
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I believe it 'cause the shades are down |
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And I know the night-time's over |
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Honey, nothing else could make that sound |
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And I know you won't be moving |
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Pardon me if I just hang around |
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Well, society is rolling |
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Got to drive above a certain speed |
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Population's exploding |
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Gonna get you in a wild stampede |
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Well, companion, you'll forgive me |
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If I seem unwilling to succeed |
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Now efficiency's the byword |
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Everybody get to work on time |
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There ain't no unemployment |
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I believe I'm going to lose my mind |
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I'm listed on the census |
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But I think I'm going to just resign |
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Well, I'm only just a pillow, honey |
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And I belong in bed |
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I need a little soothing |
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Something soothing, kind of mellow for my head |
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They say I could be productive |
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But I think I'll just recline right here instead |
