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It's time to get the breath right
So I grab the Crest and toothbrush, circular motions to the left, right
Just enough to see the teeth sparkle a bit
I fill my grill with Listerine and then it’s gargle, gargle, spit
And now that’s good hygiene, you know what I mean?
And my mouths the definition of so fresh and so clean
I feel it’s only right, since my words all I got
And nobody wants to listen when your breath is hot

But that’s a story in itself so I head to my bedroom
Throw on some drawers and pick out a costume
I think ill rock these blue jeans and this tee shirt
And whats a little be delicious gonna hurt??

I’m feelin’ kinda lovely but my
Tummy is growlin’ so I’m feeling kinda hungry
So I hit the kitchen and I’m wishin’ there’s some food in sight
What do ya know? I got that Cinnamon Life
And now I’m real happy, fill my salad bowl up with cereal
To my surprise it’s Jackson Five up on the stereo
I turn it up my words can’t describe my reaction to
wakin’ up and listening to prepubescent Michael Jackson
Open up the Frigidair what do we have here?
Seems like just enough milk to fill my morning craving

Peep out the window just to see if Nore is misbehavin'
He’s staring at me with a grin like ‘Yo, let me in!’
So I begin to fill his dish with Kibbles N’ Bits
Let him in so he can eat, and I’m eating my shit
So now we both full and well fed,
Happier than that fat rat Templeton from Charlotte’s Web

Now its time to get our walk on
NORE can get his bark on
It’s a beautiful day maybe we’ll get our cedar creek park on
I know the lake is at its finest
I’ll grab my backpack, this leash, and maybe make a sandwich
I better grab my ghetto blaster and a few tapes,
A thermos full of water and a bag of fresh grapes
Some more tapes cause you know that music comes first
And what’s a little Jackson Five gonna hurt?

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