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A dizzy hot morning never comes |
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With the ringing of a clock |
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But you can trust me baby, we'll find |
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A new one in a shop |
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The steel wheels of a thousand headaches |
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Broken a million miles away |
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Just starting to make me see |
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The morning on a brand new day |
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Honey, honey, I want you |
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Baby it's true |
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I made a living out of drinking coffee |
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Thinking I should get ready |
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It's not like I got in touch with this |
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But I got my eyes open, wild |
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You may think once is too much |
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But a thousand times is not enough |
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So come on here pretty baby |
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Cos a factory ain't a place to be |
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Gonna tell them that I'm sick |
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Maybe stoned, I really got loaded |
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That I fucked up my mind |
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And now my brain's right out of my head |
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I'm gonna tell them that I'm dumb |
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Def, blind, but I can't see |
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The only place I wanna be |
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Is in the arms of my baby |
