Not
Getting Up Till Noon
words
and music by bruce mowat
©copyright
2001 bruce mowat
I get up but I get to work late
Cause those mornings I just can't seem to make
and got a job I just can't take, for another day
I get home and I'll lay down in bed
Somewhere just to lay down my head
And think of what I could be instead...
If I had my way
Gotta get myself away now
Take a trip real soon.
Be relax'n with dark black shades on
Not gettin' up till noon.
Every-time I get home late.
I sit down and I look at my plate.
I guess she didn't want to wait.... she wouldn't say.
Gotta get myself away now
Take a trip real soon.
Be relax'n with dark black shades on
Not gettin' up till noon.
Gotta get myself away now
Take a trip real soon.
Be relax'n with dark black shades on
Not gettin' up till noon.
My car won't star in the rain
Washed my clothes, now they don't look the same
Someone keeps on calling my name
I don't know who.
Gotta get myself away now
Take a trip real soon.
Be relax'n with dark black shades on
Not gettin' up till noon.
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