I Wake Up in the Morning Feeling Fine Songtext
von Betty Hutton
I Wake Up in the Morning Feeling Fine Songtext
I get to bed about half past three
And that′s not supposed to be so good for me
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
I never bother with a coffee blend
The blend all the famous doctor's recommend
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
It must be cause you kiss me goodnight every night.
Next day I rise king size with my eyes a′shinin'
Healthier than Hercules!
I haven't got a blanket with the wires inside.
I like my potatoes and I like ′em fried!
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine. Do da do do.
Feeling fine, do de do do, since you′re mine.
I get to bed way past three.
That's not supposed to be so very good for me,
But I wake up feeling fine.
I never dream a big long list of nightmares to tell to my psychiatrist.
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
Baby, it must be cause you kiss me goodnight every night.
Next day I rise king size, my eyes a shinin′
Superior to Superman!
I never rub goose grease on my skin.
I open up the window, let the smog roll in.
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
Feeling fine, baby, since I know that you are mine!
And that′s not supposed to be so good for me
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
I never bother with a coffee blend
The blend all the famous doctor's recommend
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
It must be cause you kiss me goodnight every night.
Next day I rise king size with my eyes a′shinin'
Healthier than Hercules!
I haven't got a blanket with the wires inside.
I like my potatoes and I like ′em fried!
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine. Do da do do.
Feeling fine, do de do do, since you′re mine.
I get to bed way past three.
That's not supposed to be so very good for me,
But I wake up feeling fine.
I never dream a big long list of nightmares to tell to my psychiatrist.
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
Baby, it must be cause you kiss me goodnight every night.
Next day I rise king size, my eyes a shinin′
Superior to Superman!
I never rub goose grease on my skin.
I open up the window, let the smog roll in.
Still I wake up in the morning feeling fine.
Feeling fine, baby, since I know that you are mine!
Writer(s): Frank Loesser Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com