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