| It’s still so dark because it’s
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| Still so early and the
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| Chipper little girlie at the front desk doesn’t mind at all
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| These phony living rooms and
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| Fake plants are killing me
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| This bad coffee’s filling me with equal parts joy and rage
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| Put my makeup on and crack in half
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| I choke back a laugh
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| Find the camera with the red light
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| Good Morning Tucson!
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| The lights come on and so I smile wide and say
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| Good Morning Tucson!
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| I throw to you before I throw the rest away
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| When I was coming up I
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| Got the donuts which means
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| I got the donuts that I wanted
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| There was no young punk
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| To steal my jelly glazed
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| And I am still sort of amazed that you can be born in the nineties
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| When I don’t like what they talk about
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| I take the earpiece out
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| But they just cue me through the window
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| While they do the weather I pretend I’m writing something
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| But I’m really far away
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| Really far away
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| I keep my smile warm in case they turn the camera on
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| Cause now I have something to say
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| I have something to say
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| The camera’s melting but I
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| Just keep going, it’s been a
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| Pleasure knowing you I wish you all the best of luck
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| When the prompter dies I’m
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| Comfortable winging it I’m
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| Practically singing it, the song that tears the world apart
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| Through the smoke beyond my parking space
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| I see my giant face
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| On the billboard by the highway |