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I wake up with the sunrise
Rise and shine is but a lie
Lie down again before I even see
See cakes freshly baked for me,

He’s tender but I’m thinking
King you aren’t inviting me
Means I would never, ever brew
Brew ourselves a tea for two.

Such a precious toy
Boy, you’ll be my foil
Hang on, hold on, wait on
Til I decide whether,
To pretend I’m not
I’ll share my teapot
On a Sunday morning
With a stranger hanging
‘Round my property.

I wake up with the sunrise
Rise and shine is but a lie
Lie my bed is my oven middle name
Name and shame me,
please, please me.

You take me for your new queen
Queen cakes are beyond your means,
means that I’ll never ever, ever brew ourselves a tea for two

Such a precious toy
Boy you’ll be my foil
Hang on, hold on, wait on Til I decide whether
To pretend I’m not
I’ll share my teapot
On a Sunday morning
With a stranger hanging ‘round my property

No sugar, no coffee, no ice-tea, no tv, no icecream,
just a tea,
Stir your milk up and sit down, please. X 7


(refrain : Such a precious toy, Boy you’ll be my foil, On a Sunday morning)
((refrain : Just a circus toy, Boy you’ll be my foil, on a Sunday morning))
(((refrain : I wake up in the morning)))
I wake up with the sunrise   Rise and shine is but a lie   Lie down again before I even see   See cakes freshly baked for me,      He’s tender but I’m thinking   King you aren’t inviting me   Means I would never, ever brew   Brew ourselves a tea for two.      Such a precious toy   Boy, you’ll be my foil   Hang on, hold on, wait on   Til I decide whether,   To pretend I’m not   I’ll share my teapot   On a Sunday morning   With a stranger hanging   ‘Round my property.      I wake up with the sunrise   Rise and shine is but a lie   Lie my bed is my oven middle name   Name and shame me,   please, please me.      You take me for your new queen   Queen cakes are beyond your means,   means that I’ll never ever, ever brew ourselves a tea for two      Such a precious toy   Boy you’ll be my foil   Hang on, hold on, wait on Til I decide whether   To pretend I’m not    I’ll share my teapot   On a Sunday morning   With a stranger hanging ‘round my property       No sugar, no coffee, no ice-tea, no tv, no icecream,    just a tea,   Stir your milk up and sit down, please. X 7         (refrain : Such a precious toy, Boy you’ll be my foil, On a Sunday morning)   ((refrain : Just a circus toy, Boy you’ll be my foil, on a Sunday morning))   (((refrain : I wake up in the morning)))