| I get to bed about half past three
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| That’s not supposed to be so good for me
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| Still, I wake up in the morning feeling fine
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| I never bother with the coffee blend
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| The blend all the famous doctors recommend
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| Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine
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| It must be 'cause you kiss me goodnight every night
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| Next day I rise king size with my eyes a-shine
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| Healthier than Hercules
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| I haven’t got one of those blankets with the wires inside
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| I like my potatoes and I like 'em fried
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| Still, I wake up in the morning feeling fine
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| Feeling fine, since you’re mine
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| I get to bed way past three
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| No, that’s not supposed to be so very good for me
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| But I wake up feeling fine
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| I never dream a big long list
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| Of nightmares to tell to my psychiatrist
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| Still, I wake up in the morning feeling fine
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| Baby it must be 'cause you kiss me goodnight every night
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| Next day I rise king size with my eyes a-shine
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| Superior to Superman
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| I never rub the goose grease on my skin
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| I open up the window and let the smog roll in
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| Still, I wake up in the morning feeling fine
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| Feeling fine, baby, since I know that you are mine |