Monday morning and you tell me:
Waking up beside you is living in style
I feel the sun caressing, softly through the shades, and
For no particular reason, I think Iâm gonna smile!
Wake up, sweety, wake up!
(Thatâs just what you tell me)
Sleepy, sleepyhead,
Your eyes are still afloat
And the radio carries on in the holy language
About a million traffic jams from Rishon to Ganot
Thereâs a little song playing as the day begins
Bright and clear
Any minute now the news
God I hope today well hear
Good morning, good morning, yeah..
Listen, Iâve decided
(Thatâs just what you tell me)
Both of us are going, but not to work, hurrah!
We could check the water level of the sea of Galilee
Or make a run for chocolate-milk
Down in Yotvata
Thereâs a little song playing as the day begins
Bright and clear
Any minute now the news
God I hope today well hear
Good morning, good morning
Letâs take the dusty charade
Our heartache and longing still stuck on her glass
We can take it slowly, for historyâs before us
What good would it do us to speed by the past?
Thereâs a little song playing as the day begins
Bright and clear
Any minute now the news
God I hope today well hear
Good morning, good morning, yeah!
Good morning!
