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son - my little 28-year-old son! 
Well, you were born by now, because you were born about five o'clock in the morning. 
Er... you'll have a lovely
O.K.

Good morning, good morning
Good morning, a

People running 'round
It's five o'clock
Everywhere in town
It's getting dark

Everyone you
Working in the coal mine
Going down down down
Working in the coal mine
Whoop about to slip down

Five o'clock in the morning
I'm already up
That sun is hot and that old clock is moving slow
And so am I
The workday passes like molasses in wintertime
But it's July
I'm getting paid by
It's 5 o'clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you're going to bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I'd just
Club closed at six, left around four thirty yeah so by the time I'm at your crib
(It's 5 o'clock in the morning)
And you yawning, but I've been drinking
it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's okay
Good morning, good morning

People running round it's five o'clock
Everywhere in town is
before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere

I could pay off my tip
Pour myself in a cab and be back
before I go insane
It's only half past twelve, but I don't care
It's five o'clock somewhere

I could pay off my tip
Pour myself in a cab and be back
it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's OK
Good morning, good morning

People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town is
It's five o'clock in the morning, the city seems so empty
As I wander in the streets alone
It's five o'clock in the morning, the city is awaking
I
warning 
Girl you better get your red head 
Back in bed before the morning 

Nine o'clock the show is ending 
But the fun is just beginning 
She knows
for me
Club closed at 6, left around 4:30
Yeah so by the time I'm at your crib...
(It's 5 o'clock in the morning)
And you yawning, but I've been
for me
Club closed at 6, left around 4:30
Yeah so by the time I'm at your crib...
(It's 5 o'clock in the morning)
And you yawning, but I've been
you better get your red head
Back in bed before the morning

Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he's anticipating
it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's OK
Good morning, good morning

People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town is
The sun is hot and that old clock,
Is movin' slow, and so am I.
Work day passes like molasses,
In winter time, but it's July.

Getting paid by
you better get your red head

Back in bed before the morning
Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he's anticipating
don't care, it's five o'clock in the morning.
the red ,white and blue, it's such a bore,
but it's better than being poor and it's better than being
That sun is hot and that old clock is moving slow
And so am I
The workday passes like molasses in wintertime
But it's July
I'm getting paid by
it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's okay
Good morning, good morning

People running round it's five o'clock.
Everywhere in town is
Well, it's five o'clock in the morning
Feel just like the end of a mule
Somebody's been yawning
Trying to break out the rules.

Yes, it's high
the plane
Nothing
Not one single word
It must come this morning or I'll go insane
I'll go insane

Now it's been almost five days
Could she have sent it by air
Up every morning just to keep a job
I have to work my way through the hustlin mob
The sounds of the city poundin in my brain
While another day
Up every morning just to keep a job
I have to work my way through the hustling mob
Sounds of the city pounding in my brain
While another day goes