| Hey Mike, you busy?
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| All this sunshine’s making me dizzy
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| Went outside, all my clothes dried
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| And if I’m babbling, please forgive me
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| But it’s the first hint of sunshine
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| For a week or so, I’d say
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| And I’m keeping well, I’m in good health
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| But I sneeze when I look into the sun today
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| There’s my bike looking dusty
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| The spokes are broken and rusty
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| But I’m happy to walk
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| I’m happy with anything today
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| 'Cause I’m out in the sunshine
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| While my friend’s at home asleep
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| I guess that’s just the downside
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| To the money he makes and the hours he keeps
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| And I say hey, it’s a beautiful day
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| And I’m starting to feel a lot better
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| So wake up, wake up
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| It’s T-shirt weather
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| Ba-ba-ba how could things be better?
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| This afternoon in the pub I met her
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| Maggie May on the juke-box
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| Hey, things are okay
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| «Just two things» she tells me
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| «If you want to keep things friendly —
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| No beer for me, no peanuts, and I’ll be happy…
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| Oh, and no football, well I guess that makes three»
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| It’s a beautiful day
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| And I’m starting to feel a lot better
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| So wake up, wake up
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| It’s T-shirt weather
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| It’s T-shirt weather |