Wake Up

It’s my birthday, you missed it
Don’t worry about the cake and the present
Gonna buy it, eat it, feeling selfish, think it’s ok
You talk about your office, about gossip and your colleagues
Gonna get sick of this, yeah of this
I’m not mister muscle
But I can be loathsome
And I can hustle you
Not mister muscle
But I can be loathsome
And I can hustle you
Wake up, ding-a-dong
Hey ding-a-dong, wake up
I'm quite bitter and you're a sucker
You must be aware of this
I'm kinda lazy, you're in a hurry
You scare me, now I'm well aware of this
You talk about business it's an illness, what I mean it's
you must dream a little bit, like me
I’m not mister muscle
But I can be loathsome
And I can hustle you
Not mister muscle
But I can be loathsome
And I can hustle you
Wake up, ding-a-dong
Hey ding-a-dong, wake up, let’s go
Run, move, choose, look
Like a kid, man, like a kid
Papa said, papa papa said
Ding ding ding dong ding ding ding dong
Aha wake up, aha wake up
It's your birthday, you missed it
It's your birthday, you missed it
I’m not mister muscle
But I can be loathsome
And I can hustle you
Not mister muscle
But I can be loathsome
And I can hustle you
Wake up, ding-a-dong
Hey ding-a-dong, wake up, let’s go