I see the morning sun from my window
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Not a cloud for a mile or two
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Wearing out my slippers when I walk
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But that's what I'm supposed to do
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What is the purpose
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What am I doing here
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When I ought to be at work
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I'm going round and round in circles all day
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Can't stop thinking about where it hurts
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Look ahead
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Is this what I wanna do for the rest of my life?
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Well that's not right
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Look ahead
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Does it mean that I'm afraid to give it a try
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Yeah just a try
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I'm taking a sick leave
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Forgot to make the call
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Just let them know that this is too hard
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I can't figure out what I'm gonna say
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Cause telling them a lie when I'm in bed anyway
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A little scared as I dial the phone
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Saying that the fever has got into my bone
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I'm sweating like a pig when you return my call
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Now get well soon, take the day off
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Look ahead
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Is this what I wanna do for the rest of my life?
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Well that's not right
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Look ahead
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Does it mean I'm afraid to give it a try
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Yeah just a try
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(day off, day off...)
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Keeping a straight face, trying to seem real
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Enjoying myself, well here's the deal
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I'm never ever going back there again
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No no, m-mm, no way at all
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I'm never ever going back there again
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I gotta be honest with myself
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Yeah, I gotta be honest with myself
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Look ahead
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Is this what I wanna do for the rest of my life?
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Well that's not right
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Look ahead
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Does it mean I'm afraid to give it a try
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Yeah just a try
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Day Off
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Kurt Nilsen |