| Wake up Monday morning lookin' at another 50 hour week
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| Hit the ground, black coffee, runnin' on 2 hours of sleep
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| Damned old truck won’t start and I’ve got some place to be by eight
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| You spin around in circles, cookin' breakfast, runnin' late too
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| You’re stressed out, stretched thin, sometimes it’s just like a zoo
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| We come home tired and weary after making it through on more day.
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| And we fly by night
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| Wrapped around each other 'neath the pale moonlight
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| Everything in the great big world feels right
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| Baby you and I, we fly by night
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| Well, traffic’s backed up bumper to bumper for 15 miles
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| Call you on the phone said «Hang on babe, it’s gonna be a while»
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| You say, «Hurry home lover, I’m wearing nothing but a smile for you.»
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| Already got my coat off as I pull into the drive
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| Sometimes I think I must be the luckiest man alive
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| When you pull me down on the couch and slowly slide off my boots.
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| No, I wouldn’t care if the sun never shined again, again.
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| Baby you and I, we fly by night
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| Whooooooo |