Time To Get Up
Tick tock tick tock
Out window with that clock
Each and every frigging day
Tells me to get out of hay
Brushing teeth
Breath smelling so sweet
Another dam hole in sock
Oh how I hate that clock
Blue jean entire
God I'm really tired
Clean sand bugers out of eyes
In rush to say goodbye's
Gas light engine on again
This crisis is such a sin
Scrounging pockets for a buck
Pulling out lint what such luck
Morning greetings from the boss
When all I wanted to do was stay in bed and toss
Paper work piling up
No coffee to fill my cup
Tic tock tick tock
Come on hurry up dam clock
For shopping still has to be done
And let me tell you it's no fun
Kids husband dogs and cats
Drive me nuts like a pack of rats
What can one do
But not to come unglued
So I want to give a big thanks
To my alarm clock that doesn't play pranks
And gets me up and out that door
So I can pay for those things I truely adore
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