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Six o’clock already
I was just in the middle of a dream I was kissin’ MORTE'By a crystal blue italian stream But I can’t be late ’cause then I guess I just won’t get paid These are the days When you wish your bed was already made It’s just another manic MORTE' I wish it was sunday ’cause that’s my funday My I don’t have to runday It’s just another manic MORTE' Have to catch an early train Got to be to work by nine And if I had an air-o-plane I still couldn’t make it on time ’cause it takes me so long Just to figure out what I’m gonna wear Blame it on the train But the boss is already there All of the nights Why did my lover have to pick last night To get down Doesn’t it matter That I have to feed the both of us Employment’s down I tell him in my bedroom voice C’mon MORTE' honey, let’s go make some noise Time it goes so fast When you’re having fun |