Let
Me Go Back To Bed
(instrumental intro)
Yawned at seven, Monday morning.
Damned alarm clock!
Woke up in a shiver...
Sunlight, full glare; beaming from the sky.
Musty taste of coffee, grapefruit in my eye.
Let me go... back to bed.
That's the place I belong.
Monday morning, I'm not ready
Let me go... back to bed.
Foggy memory, such a bummer.
My old lady, pestering our daughters.
She won't trust me; can't work if I try.
Think I'll sleep 'til noon time,
I'll plop, get shut-eye.
Let me go... back to bed.
That's the place I belong.
Monday morning, I'm not ready.
Let me go... back to bed.
Heard Laura's voice drone all morning, as she calls me.
Dick Cheney's tryin' to find me, as the phone rings away.
As I put him on hold, Dick hits the ceiling,
And he says to be there right away... right away...
Let me go... back to bed.
That's the place I belong.
Monday morning, I'm not ready.
Let me go... back to bed.
Let me go... back to bed.
That's the place I belong.
Monday morning, I'm not ready.
Let me go... back to bed.
Let me go... on back to bed.
Let me go... on back to bed.
Copyright © 2002 by Alvin
Dover
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