andy fardell · Feb 11, 2011
4am

Why oh why do we do it ...
Why oh why do we care ...
4o'clock in the morning
it aint really fair

bed is the place I'd rather be
warm and toastie inside
all wrapped up and still to tired
far to cold to be outside

Have to work to pay the bills
why oh why oh why

 
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