When a girl reach the age of 18
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She begins to think she's grown,
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And that's the kind of little girl
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You can never find at home.
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[Chorus:]
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Come and see me early in the morning,
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Just about the break of day.
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Want to see me hug my pillow
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Where my baby used to lay?
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One drink of wine,
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Two drinks of gin.
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Pretty young got me
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In the shape I'm in.
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[Chorus]
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I pass by the juke joint,
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Look through the door.
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She's doing the boogie-woogie
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In the middle of the floor.
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[Chorus]
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[Repeat First Verse]
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[Chorus]
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Early In The Morning
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| Eric Clapton |
