Damn the clock that ticks to the minute
And that cuckoo bird that comes with it
Did you bring the ring with the date inscribed?
Or were you looking for it all these times?
The kettle is whistling
And it's a boil
The newspaper has been delivered
And it's breaking dawn
The milk is poured and the egg is cooked
table is prepped for you to join
You call me when you're near Jupiter
So I'd know
If I could let the mailman taste the Coke
Or the neighbor repair my door
In any case you'll be late
I'll be in the mall shopping with a mate
And if the traffic keeps you still
I'll just see you in the room and you'll pay the bill
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