Won't you call me back in the middle of the day?
Won't you call me back in the middle of the day?
Sleepers sleepin' away
Sleepers are sleepin' away

Told you not the come 'til the middle of the afternoon
Told you not the come 'til the middle of the afternoon
Fakers fakin' away
Fakers are fakin' away

And everybody knows what's going on
And everybody knows what's going on 'round here

Bet you'd take a ride with the devil and his horse
Bet you'd take a ride with the devil and his horse
Makers make for the day
Makers are make for the day

And everybody knows what's going on
And everybody knows what's going on 'round here



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