xThe Last Morning – Dr Hook
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This is the last morning that I wake up in this dirty city
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Looking for the sunshine as the buildings block the skies
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This is the last morning that I wash in rusty water
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Trying to shave a face that I don't even recognise
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Down the hallway rats are skittering, I can smell the garbage rotting
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Hear the children crying in an apartment down below
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This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to listen to it
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I'm going home, yeah
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This is the last morning, that I try to breath the heavy air
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Fight the crowds, avoid the traffic, watch the world turn grey
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This is the last morning that I drink my coffee standing up
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Smile and speak to strangers who just turn and walk away
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This is a tough cold city here, and I'll guess I'll never cut it here
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And I'm so tired of trying to stand against it all alone
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This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to fight it
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I'm going home, yeah
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This is the last morning that I wear these greasy overalls
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Punch the clock and do just what I'm told to get along
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And face the long evening, laying close beside my radio
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Imagining the kisses of the girl that sings the song
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Down below the subway's screaming, as I lay here halfway dreaming
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Looking at the ceiling, wondering where, the dream went wrong (where, where)
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This is the last morning, that I'm gonna have to think about it
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I'm going home
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I'm going home, I'm going home, I'm going home
