Yo, My morning showers like a rebirth; reflections of the womb
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Crazy sentimental floatin' in lukewarm placental
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Now I chop a burden on the sink trying not to think about what
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Lies before me but the sun just reassured me that
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Everythings gonna be allright, the last thing on my mind is tonight
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Its like a sintch and getting Zestfully clean not to mention
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Scrub my ass and armpits for a bit and then I split over to the mirror
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Wipe the dew to make my vision clearer
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Then I moisturize my face with some aloe Vera
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This is that type of day cause I can feel it that
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You ain't letting bad vibes invade your spirit
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Anyway it's time to get the breath right
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So I grab the Crest and toothbrush, circular motions to the left, right
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Just enough to see the teeth sparkle a bit
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I fill my grill with Listerine and then it's gargle, gargle, spit
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And now that's good hygiene, you know what I mean?
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And my mouths the definition of so fresh and so clean (clean)
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I feel it's only right, since my words all I got
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And nobody wants to listen when your breath is hot
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But that's a story in itself so I head to my bedroom
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Throw on some drawers and pick out a costume
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I think ill rock these blue jeans and this tee shirt
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And whats a little polo sport gonna hurt?
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C'mon
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This is that day cause I can feel it
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You know the type of day you ain't lettin' bad vibes invade your spirit
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As the birds chirp your favorite tune
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It's like I'm right back in my momma's womb
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Cause everything is so serine
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And the temperature is just right
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Not a worry in sight
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And plus the sun is shining bright, it's a beautiful day
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It's a beautiful day
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Shall I continue where I left off?
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I'm feelin' kinda lovely but my
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Tummy is growlin' so I'm feeling kinda hungry
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So I hit the kitchen and I'm wishin' there's some food in sight
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What do ya know? I got that Cinnamon Life
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And now I'm real happy, fill my salad bowl up with cereal
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To my surprise it's Jackson Five up on the stereo
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I turn it up my words can't describe my reaction to
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Wakin' up and listening to prepubescent Michael Jackson
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Open up the Frigidair what do we have here?
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Seems like just enough milk to fill my morning craving
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Peep out the window just to see if Izzy is misbehaving
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He's staring at me with a grin like 'Yo, let me in man!'
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So I begin to fill his dish with Kibbles N' Bits
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Let him in so he can eat, and I'm eating my shit
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So now we both full and well fed
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Happier than that fat rat Templeton from Charlotte's Web
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And now its time to get our walk on
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Izzy can get his bark on
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It's a beautiful day maybe we'll get our state park on
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I know the lake is at its finest (you better take afvantage)
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I'll grab my backpack, this leash, and maybe make a sandwich
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I better grab my ghetto blaster and a few tapes,
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A thurmos full of water and a bag of fresh grapes
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Some more tapes cause you know that music comes first
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And what's a little Jackson Five gonna hurt?
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C'mon
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This is that day cause I can feel it
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You know the type of day you ain't lettin' bad vibes invade your spirit
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As the birds chirp your favorite tune
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It's like I'm right back in my momma's womb
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Cause everything is so serine
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And the temperature is just right
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Not a worry in sight
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And plus the sun is shining bright, it's a beautiful day
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It's a beautiful day
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This is that day cause I can feel it
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You know the type of day you ain't lettin' bad vibes invade your spirit
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As the birds chirp your favorite tune
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It's like I'm right back in my momma's womb
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Cause everything is so serine
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And the temperature is just right
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Not a worry in sight
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And plus the sun is shining bright, it's a beautiful day
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It's a beautiful day
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A Beautiful Day
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Gym Class Heroes |