When I woke up this mornin' I felt a pang I was hungerin' for some apple pie Stumble in the bathroom, Hung my hog a little bit Washed the sleep out of my eye Oh yeah, it's gonna be a fine day Scratched myself a bit Poured me out a bowl-a corn chex Closest thing I could find to apple pie Lingerin' taste of toothpaste Made the milk go down a bit funny But you know, them chex they do satisfy Oh yeah, this'll be a fine day So, after my mornin' rise-n-shine and eat-n-clean Had my mind set to hit them streets Drizzle from the night left cold puddles out Had my black stomp-boots on my fee It's my day Since I was in kneepants my pop had tried to make me realize If I set my mind down to it I could be a big man in the public eye So with my big blue collar on, I set out to find the easy way What an ice cold bath it was when I found you had to pay to play To taste the taste It's a tease that never would subside The taste is strong But soured by my learned eyes Well, if a woodchuck could chuck wood He'd get down on his knees to pray This little snappy boy might see The light this ground hog's day Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
