| Yeah, oh
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| Yeah, oh
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| Baby, in the morning, pour me your dreams
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| Don’t bring me coffee, I’m somewhere in between
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| Baby, in the morning, sing me your dreams
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| I was Saudi drifting and a lion followed me
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| The colours I’d not seen before, they were invented in my head
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| Or was it that I left this world to the land of the undead?
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| Where were you last night? |
| (She said) I was playing the flute
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| In front of the Eiffel Tower to a man in a starlight suit
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| Then it was when you came in, I recognised your eyes
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| You were with the lion and you started to cry
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| It’ll be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay, be okay
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| Everybody’s gone, there’s nothing left
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| Baby, in the morning, pour me your dreams
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| Don’t bring me coffee, I’m somewhere in between
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| Baby, in the morning, don’t wake me too soon
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| I’m lying in satin in the middle of the moon
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| Coming down the mountain, I’m not one, I’m two
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| Holy angel, cradle me to the land of the undead
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| When everybody’s gone, there’s nothing left
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| When everybody’s gone, there’s nothing left |