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Fell out of my bed this morningRolled right off of the right sideWoke up on the floorWith my face kinda soreOpened up my eyesBut in my dream I was not fallin'I was playin' with my band real loudAnd I tore up a sick rockin' soloAnd dived face-first into the crowdI decided right then I should call youI decided right then it was timeAfter all we've been apart for a long timeAnd you're quite a good friend of mineAnd if you will make me a sandwichI will drive us to the beachAnd I'll get my brother to buy us a pack of Coronas, eachOr if you would rather it this wayI'll make the sandwich for youAnd I'll still get the beer and I'll still drive the carAnything that you need me to doAnd if you are having a rough dayI'll say "Honey, no matter what's wrong,just sit by the ocean with Simon & Garfunkel's 59th Street Bridge Song:Letras de canciones'Slow down, you move too fastYou gotta make the mornin' lastJust kickin' down the cobblestoneLookin' for fun and feelin' groovy.'"They'll tell you that everything's groovyAnd you'll realize that everything's swellAnd you'll say "Well my gosh, terrific!How this day's turned out so well." From Letras Mania