| I arise to the 5 AM skies
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| Left over from yesterday
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| With a moan I reach out for the phone
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| It’s her says, she’s on her way
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| And fifteen minutes later
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| I hear the elevator
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| I gave her my apartment key
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| So she eases in and lies with me
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| Pay my way with a nine to five day
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| She’s working a midnight grind
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| Dressed in white by the dawn’s eerie light
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| She reaches my cobwebbed mind
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| She brews us up some coffee
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| And pulls the covers off me
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| I grab her wrist and pull her near
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| And the night begins to clear
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| Morning man, doesn’t take much to wake me
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| Just you shake your morning man
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| I’ve been dreaming of how you’ll wake me
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| Since this endless night began
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| So curl up with your early riser
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| In my eyes you see the plan
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| You’ll catch up on your sleep this evening
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| And I’ll be your morning man
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| Eight at night in the last of the light
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| I wander back home again
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| Time is cheap 'cause I know she’s asleep
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| And out for the count 'til ten
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| And when she’s finally wakin'
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| I’ll fix some eggs and bacon
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| She’ll say, «Goodnight, I’m late again»
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| I’ll say, «Goodnight, I’ll wait»
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| Morning man, doesn’t take much to wake me
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| Just you shake your morning man
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| I’ve been dreaming of how you’ll wake me
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| Since this endless night began
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| So curl up with your early riser
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| In my eyes you see the plan
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| You’ll catch up on your sleep this evening
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| And I’ll be your morning man |