Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emily Ann Roberts
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emily Ann Roberts
Songwriter
Trent Willmon
Songwriter
Paul Overstreet
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jack Clarke
Recording Engineer
Andrew Mendelson
Mastering Engineer
Derek Bason
Mixing Engineer
Trent Willmon
Producer
Lyrics
At sunrise, I want to pull the covers back over my head
But I stumble to the coffee maker like the Walkin' Dead
But baby, there ain't no doubt we probably ought to cut this out
But it ain't gonna be right now
'Cause later when the sun goes down
We go to bed with the chickens
Then we act like night owls
You know who ain't doin' no sleepin'
When we're switchin' the light out
Ain't no dreamin' under these covers
Ain't no keepin' hands off of each other
Wake up in the mornin', tired as the dickens
Even though we go to bed with the chickens
Now I can't help, I'm noddin' off all through the day
Boss said if it happens again, she's gonna cut my pay
Well, this five o'clock traffic flow
Lord, it always seems to go too slow
Get out of my way, oh, I can't wait
I don't wanna get home late
We go to bed with the chickens
Then we act like night owls
You know who ain't doin' no sleepin'
When we're switchin' the light out
Ain't no dreamin' under these covers
Ain't no keepin' hands off of each other
Wake up in the mornin', tired as the dickens
Even though we go to bed with the chickens
Hmm-mm
Baby, we don't need late-night TV
We got our own show right here
If I start to doze and my eyes fly open
When you whisper in my ear
Let's go to bed with the chickens
Then get to actin' like night owls
You know who ain't doin' no sleepin'
When we're switchin' that light out
Ain't no dreamin' under these covers
We can't keep our hands off of each other
Wake up in the mornin', tired as the dickens
Even though we go to bed with the chickens
Lord, I wake up in the mornin', tired as the dickens
Even though we go to bed with the chickens
Writer(s): Trent Wayne Willmon, Paul Overstreet, Emily Ann Roberts
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