Wake Up

Wake up mama
Shake your weary dreams
I said wake up mama
Shake your weary dreams
Lets turn our café's into castles
And our jokers into kings

Wake up mama
You gotta take to the streets
I said wake up mama
You gotta take to the streets
You're pickled in your houses
Dressing them like a magazines
If you know what I mean

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up

Wake up mama
Turn your lamp down low
I said wake up mama
Turn your lamp down low
Come over here pretty thing
I got something to show

I love that woman
More than any woman I've seen
I said I love that woman
More than any woman I've seen
She treats me like a king
I treat her like a queen

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up



Credits
Writer(s): Hank Cochran
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