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Well, it's minus five outside your house |
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And ninety degrees in bed |
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Your wife says get up and go to work |
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You long-haired, lazy head |
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Now I know where you've been all night |
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And maybe what's wrong with you |
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You've been makin' love to the little woman |
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Or a midnight rendezvous, good morning |
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Now the young exec, he hits the deck |
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And oh, he's dressed to kill |
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Before he goes, oh yes, he knows |
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He's gotta have a wake-up pill |
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From nine to five he feels alive |
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Jumpin' to the speed of sound |
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But the young exec, he hit the deck |
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'Cause his little pill let him down |
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Good morning, good morning |
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Good mornin', so put a smile upon your face |
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Being alive is no disgrace |
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You can make it a better place |
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By havin' yourself a good morning |
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So put a smile upon your face |
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Being alive is no disgrace |
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You can make it a better place |
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By havin' yourself a good morning |
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Well, the sun is up, let's lift a cup |
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And do it all over again |
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A little blood and a lot of sweat |
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Hard workin' ain't no sin |
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Don't sit around wearin' a frown |
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Your life will slip away |
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Give a bump and a little hump |
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It's gonna be a beautiful day |
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Good morning, good morning |
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Good mornin', so put a smile upon your face |
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Being alive is no disgrace |
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You can make it a better place |
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By havin' yourself a good morning |