When I woke up this mornin' I felt a pang I was hungerin' for some apple pie Stumble in the bathroom, hung my hog a little bit Washed the sleep out of my eye Oh yeah, it's gonna be a fine day Scratched myself a bit Poured me out a bowl-a corn chex Closest thing I could find to apple pie Lingerin' taste of toothpaste Made the milk go down a bit funny But you know, them chex they do satisfy Oh yeah, this'll be a fine day So, after my mornin' rise-n-shine and eat-n-clean Had my mind set to hit them streets Drizzle from the night left cold puddles out Had my black stomp-boots on my fee It's my day Since I was in kneepants my pop had tried to make me realize If I set my mind down to it I could be a big man in the public eye So with my big blue collar on, I set out to find the easy way What an ice cold bath it was when I found you had to pay to play To taste the taste it's a tease that never would subside The taste is strong but soured by my learned eyes Well, if a woodchuck could chuck wood He'd get down on his knees to pray This little snappy boy might see The light this ground hog's day