| First thing in the morning, I make a pot of tea |
| Then I have the morning whistling songs that hit me |
| I do a little tap dance to a scratched up 33 |
| Boy, you bring the music out in me |
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| Hey, hey, I'm a bit okay |
| You gotta pick up where we left off yesterday |
| Ooh wee, thanks for giving me a little lovin' |
| Hey, what-cha think about your hot shot |
| Why not, when you look at what I got |
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| Ooh wow, hell or heaven, I'm really livin' |
| Last thing in the evenin', I turn the late show off |
| And lay there smiling gently, at the glamour that's all gone |
| I really like nostalgia, but I'm glad I'm here today |
| So, I can reach across to you and say |
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| Hey, hey, it's a bit okay go to sleep |
| Cause tomorrow's a brand new day |
| By the way, thanks for giving me a little lovin' |
| Hey, what-cha think about your hot shot |
| Why not, when you look at what I got |
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| Ooh wow, hell or heaven, I'm really livin' |
| Hey, hey, I'm a bit okay |
| So, we lived together through another whole day |
| By the way, thanks for giving me a little lovin' |
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