| When I wake up in the morning
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| Pour the coffee and I read the paper
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| An’then I slowly and so softly do the dishes
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| And feed the fishes
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| Sing me «Happy Birthday»
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| Sing it like it’s going to be your last day
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| Like it’s Hallelujah
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| Don’t just let it pass on through ya It’s a giant among cliches
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| And that’s why I want you to sing it anyway
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| Sing me «Happy Birthday»
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| Only 'cause hell, what’s it all about anyway
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| Sing me «Happy Birthday»
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| Happy birthday, it’s gonna be your last day
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| Gonna be your last day here on earth
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| Sing me «Happy Birthday»
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| Happy birthday, like it’s gonna be your
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| Gonna be your last day |