I know you turned your back on Mother nature, For everything she puts you through. She wakes up everyday and tries to Greet you, I’m hopin’ that you’ll make it Through.
I caught every morning, Tried to reach you, And waited for your Saturday. With sunshine, divine, I come Running, I’m a change a’ heart away . . .
Get out (Get out) Get out Let the Mornin’ break in you Get Out And I won’t (Get out) run unless I’m Running after you.
Thought that he would be a High-class mover. Well, he’s high now mover, But his class aint new. You were born to be a ballerina, So you danced your way to Hollywood. Well dancin’s what you got, But not like you wanted, Not like you wanted anything . . .
Get out (Get out) Get out Let the Mornin’ break in you Get Out and I won’t (Get out) run unless I’m running after you.
On the big sky, nothing at the top, so stop and get a good look. . . at this miracle. . . On the big line, nothin’ up above, just love, so get a good look at this miracle. . . ‘Cause this miracle’s you . . . This miracle’s you. . .
Get out (Get out) Get out Let the Mornin’ break in you Get Out and I won’t (Get out) run unless I’m running after you.
Get out (Get out) Get out Let the Mornin’ break in you Get Out and I won’t (Get out) run unless I’m running after you.
(Get out) And I wont (Get out) run unless im running after you, (Get out) And I wont (Get out) run unless im running after you. . .
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