Good morning Who are you? I woke up and saw you I'm dreaming, still dreaming My life is now about to have some meaning
Good morning I'm thinking I must have Been drinking And said something clever It must have been the best line from me ever
Thank you, God, for something rare as this What surely must have been a holy night of bliss Gratitude for having thought of me I know your time is tight, and yet you thought of me
Good morning You woke up Got dressed up Hair messed up While I fix you breakfast I hope it's just your laugh that is infectious
Good morning In sorrow I know that Tomorrow You'll be with some winner Who's richer, younger, maybe even thinner
Rubles in the bank and petrol in the tank of some Mercedes Benz Who spends and spends and spends on booked up restaurants A thousand phony fronts But will he ever wish you a good morning?
Thank you, God, for something rare as this What surely must have been a holy night of bliss Gratitude for having thought of me I know your time is tight, and yet you thought of me
And did I stumble have a fall, Hit my head against a wall At some point did we trade vows? Are you just some high-priced service from uptown?
Good morning Buon giorno Ohayo, Buenas dias Hey, where you going? Hey, where you going? Does das vadanya really mean good morning?
Please spare me derision I'll do my rendition A lengthy recital Of every song with foolish in the title