Woke up in the morning
Still yawning
Thinking, 'why's my life boring?'
Got out of bed
Still scratching my head
Wot we gonna do with my day
Is my life gonna always be this way?
So I do my hair thinking
Life is not fair
Wracking my brain,
Wondering - is he going to be there?
And what to wear.
Makeup, and hair.
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