I wake up every morning, I stumble out of bed
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Stretchin' and yawnin', another day ahead
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It seems to last forever, and time goes slowly by
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Till babe and me's together, then it starts to fly
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'Cause the moment that he's with me, time can take a flight
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The moment that he's with me, everything's alright
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Night time is the right time, we make love
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Then it's his and my time, we take off
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My baby takes the morning train, he works from nine till five
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and then
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He takes another home again to find me waitin' for him
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He takes me to a movie, or to a restaurant, to go
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Slow dancing, anything I want
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Only when he's with me, I catch light
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Only when he gives me, makes me feel alright
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All day I think of him, dreamin' of him constantly
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I'm crazy mad for him, and he's crazy mad for me
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When he steps off that train, I'm makin' a fool, a fight
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Work all day to earn his pay, so we can play all night
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He's always on that morning train
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He works so hard
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To find me waiting for him...
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Morning Train (ÀÌÀ¯ÁøÀÌ Äà³ë·¡¸¦ ºÎ¸£´Â '½ºÄ«ÀÌ ÇÚµåÆù' ±¤°í)
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Sheena Easton |