Tomorrow, makin' a list of things to do
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And when I wake up, uh uh uh oh
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Gonna cross off a few
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There must be millions of reasons
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To try and explain, you're never through
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When they give you twenty-four hours
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Only so much a man can do
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Tomorrow, made up my mind
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Gonna get busy, come from behind
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Today I'm staying right where I am
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Break a few rules, make a few plans
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There's thousand of things
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To keep you from doing what you wanna do
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And if it isn't this then it's that
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Back where it's at, and you're never through
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There must be millions of reasons
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Thousands of things, just to name a few
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I'm gonna spend the rest of today
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Makin' a list of things to do
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But I'll do 'em all tomorrow, uh uh uh oh
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Tomorrow, uh uh uh oh
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It can wait until tomorrow
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Tomorrow
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| Joe Walsh |
