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Spit and Shine
Waking up on the line clockin in late
Sitting up in bed to end the toss around debate
Gotta make some coffee while I finally get dressed
Computer says I'm out but I'm still one toe in bed
Food is the last thing on my mind
Unless she forces me, I got nothing to grind
So I get to work and try not to work all day
Come home take a bath stare at my ceiling while I lay
Again
I can't fall asleep so I'll play some video games
Till I see the sun crack and know I've stretched my reigns
In the morning I'll tap out them alarms one at a time
And wake up just enough to do the old spit and shine
Sitting up in bed to end the toss around debate
Gotta make some coffee while I finally get dressed
Computer says I'm out but I'm still one toe in bed
Food is the last thing on my mind
Unless she forces me, I got nothing to grind
So I get to work and try not to work all day
Come home take a bath stare at my ceiling while I lay
Again
I can't fall asleep so I'll play some video games
Till I see the sun crack and know I've stretched my reigns
In the morning I'll tap out them alarms one at a time
And wake up just enough to do the old spit and shine
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