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Morning has broken, Mr. Coffee has spoken
The familiar wake-up call sings to my ears
I wake up with a shrug, to the floor with a thud
Where in this hellhole is my coffee mug?
I can now face the day
On legal speed the American way (the American way)
I'm sketching, I'm seizing, I'm spazing, I'm shaking
I can not stop spilling on my brand new shirt
I-I-I'm wired, I'm so inspired
I drank the entire pot, so off to work
Here I come to save the day
On legal speed the American way (the American way)
Drinking coffee, I drink coffee
Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee, I drink coffee
Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee, I drink coffee
Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee, I drink coffee
Drinking coffee everyday
Drinking coffee, I drink coffee
Drinking coffee everyday
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