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It's Sunday morning, and I wake up like I needed to Oh, I needed to Put on the coffee and Turn up Sam Cooke because I wanted to Oh I wanted to Yeah Yeah I know he's talking but I don't care I want to listen to The sound of you. Do, do, do, do, do Stuck in L.A. traffic But I don't mind I stay wide awake though I am sleep deprived Forgot my medication But I feel fine The world in technicolor I feel alive Something's different I don't feel like sleeping in all day Roll out the Chevrolet Sing a love song or write a ballad for the girl you know Or the boy you know Stuck in L.A. traffic But I don't mind I stay wide awake though I am sleep deprived Forgot my medication But I feel fine The world in technicolor I feel alive Stuck in L.A. traffic But I don't mind I stay wide awake though I am sleep deprived Forget my medication But I feel fine Now I lost my license And I don't drive