The alarm has won
No harm is done
I'm alive, I'm up, you son of a gun
I smack the top,
And hit the switch
Attack that clock
Lets start this bitch
Water running,
Nice and hot
Stunning, I'm late,
Like it or not
All rinsed and scrubbed
Clean and dressed,
Its off to fight this traffic mess
Clocking in JUST in time
Oh I LOVE these mornings of mine

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