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Oh, I could hide ‘neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings. The six o’clock alarm would never ring. But it rings and I rise, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My shavin’ razor’s cold and it stings.
You once thought of me as a white knight on a steed. Now you know how happy I can be. Oh, and our good times start and end without dollar one to spend. But how much, baby, do we really need.
Oh, I could hide ‘neath the wings of the bluebird as she sings. But it rings and I rise, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.
You once thought of me as a white knight on a steed. Now you know how happy I can be. Oh, and our good times start and end without dollar one to spend. But how much, baby, do we really need.