| When you wake up in the morning
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| And the light is hurt your head
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| The first thing you do
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| When you get up out of bed
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| Is hit that streets a-runnin'
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| And try to beat the masses
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| And go get yourself some cheap sunglasses
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Spied a little thing and
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| I followed her all night
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| In a funky fine Levi’s and her
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| Sweater’s kind of tight
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| She had a west coast strut
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| That was sweet as molasses
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| But what really knocked
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| Me out was her cheap sunglasses
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
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| Now go out and get yourself
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| Some thick black frames
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| With the glass so dark
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| They won’t even know your name
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| And the choice is up to you
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| Cause they come in two classes
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| Rhinestone shades
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| And cheap sunglasses
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| Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah |