[1st verse:] I got da husband he's so lazy Sleep all da time and he make me crazy Seven o'clock he's still in bed, dead Good-a-ness me but he make-a me sore-a Like-a da cannon he make da snore-a Every morning, I Got to wake him up and cry [Refrain:] Hey, wop It's seven o'clock, get up Sleep-a no more, sleep-a no more You wake-a da kids when you make-a da snore Hey, wop Go to the barbershop Take-a da razor and make-a da skip Shave-a da face and collect-a da tip What's dat? You want your breakfast brought in da bed Shut up, wop I think you got the swell-a da head You can sleep just as much as you like when you're dead It's seven o'clock, get up [2nd verse:] While I get up and put on my clothes-a He sing an opera through his nose-a All-a da kids they holler "Pop, shut up" When he begin to make da snore-a All-a da neighbors who live next door-a Holler, "Holy Mose! Put a clothes pin on his nose"
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