| Woke up this morning
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| And I walked into the door
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| I don’t know what I been drinking
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| But I hope to Christ there’s more
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| I want to be your lover baby
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| I don’t need to know your score
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| Wake me when my heart crawls out the door
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| Well, I went to drink some water
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| But the faucet heads were gone
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| They weren’t sterling silver
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| But how I loved to turn them on
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| Wake me when it’s over
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| Take it on the run
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| Tell me when the deed is done
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| I like the way you hold me
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| Like an extravagant bottle of wine
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| And when you drink me slowly
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| Makes this tired body shine
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| Ain’t no need to save it
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| There’s more where that came from
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| It must have been a vintage in
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| The year of '51
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| Woke up in the morning
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| I had a doorknob in my hand
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| And I took it for a warning
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| It’s time to take a stand
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| I want to be your lover baby
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| I don’t want to be your friend
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| Wake me when you tune that in |