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Alright, I'm up, uh
Early mornin', I peel my body off of the couch
Like Billy Joel said, I'm movin' out
After school I scoop my son, take him to Bluey's house
He said "Daddy, I got an ouchie"
I told him I'd kiss it and make it better and now he's happy (How 'bout now?)
Cheerio crumbs and snacks in his lap, living carefree
The California sun came through the window while I was takin' in the breeze
And seasons change and like that, you raking in the leaves
Eat a turkey with the family, hang ornaments on the tree
Early mornin', I peel my body off of the couch
Like Billy Joel said, I'm movin' out
After school I scoop my son, take him to Bluey's house
He said "Daddy, I got an ouchie"
I told him I'd kiss it and make it better and now he's happy (How 'bout now?)
Cheerio crumbs and snacks in his lap, living carefree
The California sun came through the window while I was takin' in the breeze
And seasons change and like that, you raking in the leaves
Eat a turkey with the family, hang ornaments on the tree
Life's a funny circle
Pourin' juice in a sippy cup, he like the one that's purple
Next thing you know a ball of clay becomes a person
When I was young, I spent the summer surfin' (Uh)
Made a bunch of bad decisions comin' up, nothin' is perfect, uh
If I could do it over, I wouldn't change the script (Wouldn't change shit)
Signature style with the famous drip
Hash sizzle inside a spliff like a bacon strip
The game is fixed, I'm Michelangelo with a paint-and-sip
The finer things in life are overrated
Designer clothes fade, get overly dated
Feelin' depression when I drove Mercedes
Pourin' juice in a sippy cup, he like the one that's purple
Next thing you know a ball of clay becomes a person
When I was young, I spent the summer surfin' (Uh)
Made a bunch of bad decisions comin' up, nothin' is perfect, uh
If I could do it over, I wouldn't change the script (Wouldn't change shit)
Signature style with the famous drip
Hash sizzle inside a spliff like a bacon strip
The game is fixed, I'm Michelangelo with a paint-and-sip
The finer things in life are overrated
Designer clothes fade, get overly dated
Feelin' depression when I drove Mercedes
I can eat pizza
What? What? What? What?
A potato eating pizza?
How does a potato eat pizza?
Hahaha
What?
Hey, pizza-face, potato-face
Did you just eat pizza?
Yeah
Hahaha, what?
Give me that pizza
Haha
What? What? What? What?
A potato eating pizza?
How does a potato eat pizza?
Hahaha
What?
Hey, pizza-face, potato-face
Did you just eat pizza?
Yeah
Hahaha, what?
Give me that pizza
Haha
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