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| Live Death Of A Dictionary Morning Humour slippery jack, no more turning back, all around, morning humor i am a waiter and i am a server i'll run to your needs with strength and fervor in times when you are wasted i will walk in through the door, pick you from the floor then watch you grow into a man with a big burly beard and a mustache to match i'll watch you love the world and all that it has... with that morning humor, morning humor the kind that wakes you up the kind that's in my blood morning humor, morning humor, yeah... i am on top again, soon to be low again oh will this ever end? i'm sorry i don't mean to sound like a whale trapped in the ice, but ain't it nice to say exactly what i please... with a big toney voice or a soft mellow voice or the loud boisterous voice of an opera, opera lady! with that morning humor, morning humor the kind that wakes you up. the kind that's in my blood morning humor, morning humor, yeah... but the joke that kills is just a joke to you you need some... slippery jack, no more turning back, all around, morning humor the kind that wakes you up the kind that's in my blood... morning humor... |
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