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Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

Per: Cranberries
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Cranberries » Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

i, i went to hell
I might as well
Learn by my mistakes

I at twenty-four
Was insecure
To whatever it takes

Come on now
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
It's time, smell the coffee, the coffee
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
This time smell the coffee, the coffee

She's only got one reason to live
Isn't your life?
She's only got one reason to give
Giving tonight

She's so gorgeous
I'll do anything
She's so gorgeous
I'll do anything
Lose everything, everyday

Come on now
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
It's time, smell the coffee, the coffee
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up
It's time, smell the coffee, the coffee

She's only got one reason to live
Isn't your life?
She's only got one reason to give
Giving tonight

She's so gorgeous
I'll do anything
She's so gorgeous
I'll do anything
Lose everything

She's so gorgeous
I'll do anything
She's so gorgeous
I'll do anything
Lose everything, everyday


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Cranberries » En l'àlbum

So Cold In Ireland")
Crazy (patsy Cline Cover)
The Sweetest Thing
Dying Inside
Pretty Eyes
Cordell
Uncertain
So Cold In Ireland
Away
Wake Up And Smell The Coffee
Baby Blues
Intermission
Reason
Carry On
Dreams
Never Grow Old
Such A Shame
The Concept
I Really Hope
I Don't Need
Sweetest thing
Time Is Ticking Out
Sorry Son
The Sun Does Rise
Woman Without Pride
Pathetic Sense
Them
Do You Know
Liar
Take My Soul Away
In the Ghetto
Yesterday's Gone
Ave Maria
What You Were
Nothing Left At All
This Is The Day
Go Your Own Way
The Picture I View
Paparazzi On Mopeds
Pathetic Senses
False
God Be With You
Close To You
Analyse
Every Morning
Like You Used To
Chocolate Brown

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