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Penthouse, Saturday, guy who looks like Chalamet Handing me a skinny margarita with a salt rim Top down, bring it 'round, mirror shades, look at me now Sunset in the rearview on the PCH, I'm all in It's a beautiful life Blow your mind and make you say "Ah!" When I open my eyes Baby, that's when the dreams stop That's why I hate my-, that's why I hate my- That's why I hate my alarm clock That's why I hate my-, that's why I hate my- That's why I hate my alarm clock Rolling 'round a bed of cash Office calls, don't call 'em back No, I ain't got time for that Loading up my G4 Catch me down in St. Tropez Just another average day Paparazzi caught me making love on a surfboard It's a beautiful life Blow your mind and make you say "Ah" When I open my eyes Baby, that's when the dreams stop That's why I hate my-, that's why I hate my- That's why I hate my alarm clock That's why I hate my-, that's why I hate my- That's why I hate my alarm clock Lost my job and lost my keys Got me beggin' please Put this day out of its misery 'Cause when I finally fall asleep It's a beautiful life Blow your mind and make you say "Ah" When I open my eyes Baby, that's when the dreams stop That's why I hate my-, that's why I hate my- That's why I hate my alarm clock That's why I hate my-, that's why I hate my- That's why I hate my alarm clock That's why I hate my alarm clock That's why I hate my alarm clock
Writer(s): Sheryl Crow, Emily Weisband, Mike Elizondo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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