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Some people seem so obsessed with the morning |
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Get up early just to watch the sun rise |
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Some people like it more when there's fire in the sky |
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Worship the sun when it's high |
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Some people go for those sultry evenings |
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Sipping cocktails in the blue, red and grey |
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But I like every minute of the day |
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I like every second, so long as you are on my mind |
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Every moment has its special charm |
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It's all right when you're around, rain or shine |
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I know a crowd who only live after midnight |
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Their faces always seem so pale |
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And then there's friends of mine who must have sunlight |
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They say a suntan never fails |
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I know a man who works the night shift |
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He's lucky to get a job and some pay |
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And I like every minute of the day |
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I dig every second |
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I can laugh in the snow and rain |
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I get a buzz from being cold and wet |
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The pleasure seems to balance out the pain |
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And so you see that I'm completely crazy |
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I even shun the south of France |
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The people on the hill, they say I'm lazy |
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But when they sleep, I sing and dance |
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Some people have to have the sultry evenings |
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Cocktails in the blue, red and grey |
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But I like every minute of the day |
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I like every minute of the day |
