As I hurry down the sidewalk
Briefcase in my hands
Thoughts of you still fill my mind
As the newspapers fill the stands
People rushing everywhere
I think the world woke up too soon
Right now, more than anything
I wish I´s back in bed with-a you
Step into the elevator
Press for floor seventeen
It is a long way to the top
So of you again I dream
Doors open, secretary waiting
With more paperwork for me to do
Right now, more than anything
I wish I´s back in bed with-a you, with you
Phone has ringin´, typewriter´s singin´
No I wasn´t ready for this
I think back to the AM
When my arms were full of bliss
Here comes my boss
I know just what he has up to
Right now, more than anything
I wish I was back in bed with you
(solo)
Only twenty-two more minutes
´Til five o´clock rolls around
I will roll my office back into my briefcase
And I will head back through my town
I would not notice all the traffic
Be whistlin´ my favorite tune
For in just a little while I will reach home & I will
Crawl back into bed with you
With you, you
With you
Back in bed with you
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