In the morning When the birds are still asleep You can feel it No cars are on the street It's anybody's day It could go any way Why wouldn't you want
What I have to offer Well, there's a lot Now I'm a modest man But look at all I got For all the wear and tear I look okay I got good manners And I make
With a lustful admiration I look upon you Can't wait until tomorrow The things that we'll do And this Is where It gets good Permission to speak freely