I wake up every evening
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place
And you're still prob'ly working
At a nine-to-five pace
I wonder how bad that tastes
When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell.
Hope it gives you hell.
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell.
Hope it gives you hell.!

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