| Just wakin up, got to pour a lil somethin, take a swing and I’ll be on my way.
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| I’m runnin out of time, got to get to work by 5, couple shots in my O. J
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| The bottle say «Jameson», breakfast of champions, go on getcha a pull, les go.
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| But y’all dont know the story, cause we call it mornin glory but I’m bout to
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| let all y’all know… yup
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| You gotta get it, git it sippin, make it bubble when you hit it,
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| might as well double up when you get it
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| Meet me in the parkin lot, keep it low, it’s awfully hot, It’ll do more than
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| that little green coffee shop. |
| 55 gallon baby, racin out to Talladaga.
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| Got them different cases, every flavored color «now n laters»
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| Moonshine running, we gonna leave it at your front door and just hit our runner
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| up when you want more
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| (Rooster)
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| I like to start off my morning with a quart of that Apple Pie. |
| Crawl out of bed
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| and get a swig of that lightning strike. |
| (Keep a jar on the night stand so when
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| I open up my eyes I can kick my day off right)
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| I like to rise and shine!
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| (Rock, rock with it) (Rock, rock rrrock with it) (I'm on the ground with it.
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| i’m I’m on the ground with it) I like to rise and shine!
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| Rooock wrooock with it. |
| roock rrrroock with it. |
| I’m i’m on the ground with it.
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| I’ma I’ma on the ground with it. |
| I like to rise and shine!
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| (Rooster crowing)
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| (Rooster)
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| Yeah I like to kick it, kick it with them ole early birds. |
| I wake up and i hit
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| it, hit it before them chickens stir. |
| A. M sippin before the local news is on,
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| I got my cup wrapped up with a coozy on
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| Head on off to work and the bourbon is surely workin, but the boss all in my
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| face like «Boy why you slurrin, huh?»
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| «Shut your mouth and go write me out a check, you prick,» Thats what I didn’t
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| say but, boy i was thinkin it!
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| 30 dirtbags steady drinkin and smokin. |
| I’m quick to jump like a bullfrog but
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| soon I’ll be croakin. |
| I better lay down the bottle soon, I’m drunk and its only
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| noon. |
| I strip to my fruit of the looms, get drunk and watch looney toons,
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| and I ain’t really hurtin nobody but myself and myself i just want to get
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| drunk and raise hell
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| Eat waffles, drink vodka, get high as the tall pines, I like me some rise and
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| shine
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| I like to start off my morning with a quart of that Apple Pie. |
| Crawl out of bed
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| and get a swig of that lightning strike. |
| (I Keep a jar on the night stand so
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| when I open up my eyes I can kick my day off right)
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| I like to rise and shine!
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| (Rock, rock with it) (Rock, rock rrrockwith it. i'm I’m on the ground with it)
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| I like to rise and shine!
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| Rooock wrooock with it. |
| roock rrrroock with it. |
| I’m i’m on the ground with it.
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| I’ma I’ma on the ground with it. |
| I like to rise and shine!
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| I like to start off my morning with a quart of that Apple Pie. |
| Crawl out of bed
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| and get a swig of that lightning strike. |
| (I Keep a jar on the night stand so
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| when I open up my eyes I can kick my day off right)
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| I like to rise and shine! |