Lyrics of Wide awake at seven

Self

pochette album Wide awake at seven
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If i was mummified
Buried underground
I'd be a millionare
If i was petrified
My body turned to stone
I'd be afraid to walk home
Call it good luck
The right place in time
Call it a stroke of genius
Through my window pane
She comes creeping through

Sunshine, she's from heaven
Sunshine, wide awake at 7
What do i do to keep her
All couped up alone in my room

If i was rakim
I'd have a gold chain
That costs more than i could make
If i was sensitive, i'd be so sensitive
That i could never relate
Doesn't matter now, it didn't matter then
Patience is wearing thin
If i was popular, i'd only talk to her

- chorus -

You come around, you crazy intellectual you do
You make a sound, i take 9 steps to you

* repeat 1st verse *
* repeat chorus *

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