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Start of traffic,
Start of light.
Trying to remember what I did last night.
6:59 - armageddon time.
Redneck from Japan has committed a crime.

Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.

I'm a tent, I'm a polevault,
I'm a pogo stick.
Mouth is a toilet and my tongue is thick.
Don't feel sexy, but someone does:
Chubby chap with his feet of fuzz.

Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.

Kiss her widow's peak.
Bliss her for a tweak.
Crud in her eyes, but I still want the prize.
I'll toss and turn.
Maybe she'll learn.
Looks at the sheet and she says...

Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.

Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.

Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.
Morning bigboy.

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