Woke up on the wrong side of the bed again
With a little bit of love and a whole lot of headache
And my neighbors keep complaining
Cause the music's never-ending
On the radio getting louder as the day goes
We still want to talk with her skirt going up in high
Hey beware, there's another pair
Even in bed but I'm not complaining
It's a beautiful day
People on the streets when the sun comes up
It's a beautiful day
Come again, wait till the sun goes down
How many times do we have to fight
Bout what gets played on the stereo at night
I like it slow and heavy
She likes it fast and soft
With a lot of bells and whistles going off
But I just want live guitars
Everyday got me in a haze
Even in bed, but I'm not complaining
It's a beautiful day
People on the streets when the sun comes up
It's a beautiful day
Come again, wait till the sun goes down
It's a beautiful
People on the streets when the sun comes out
It's a beautiful day
Still I get just a little better when the sun goes down