Wake Up

It's my birthday, you missed it Don't worry about the cake and the present Gonna buy it, eat it, feeling selfish, think it's ok You talk about your office, about gossip and your colleagues Gonna get sick of this, yeah of this I'm not mister muscle But I can be loathsome And I can hustle you Not mister muscle But I can be loathsome And I can hustle you Wake up, ding-a-dong Hey ding-a-dong, wake up I'm quite bitter and you're a sucker You must be aware of this I'm kinda lazy, you're in a hurry You scare me, now I'm well aware of this You talk about business it's an illness, what I mean it's You must dream a little bit, like me I'm not mister muscle But I can be loathsome And I can hustle you Not mister muscle But I can be loathsome And I can hustle you Wake up, ding-a-dong Hey ding-a-dong, wake up, let's go Run, move, choose, look Like a kid, man, like a kid Papa said, papa papa said Ding ding ding dong ding ding ding dong Aha wake up, aha wake up It's your birthday, you missed it It's your birthday, you missed it I'm not mister muscle But I can be loathsome And I can hustle you Not mister muscle But I can be loathsome And I can hustle you Wake up, ding-a-dong Hey ding-a-dong, wake up, let's go