会唱你这一天的闹钟

Alex, seven o’clock, the alarm just went
Tuesday, twenty-ninth, and your day is set
At ten, the dentist’s chair is waiting for your name
At half past one, the designer’s on the line again
At six thirty, the gym is tapping on your shoulder

Three things, Alex, that’s the whole day through
A checkup, a callback, and a rendezvous
The dentist, the designer, the gym, and then you’re free
Three things, Alex, and one of them is me
Yeah, one of them is me

The dentist says I’ll count to three and then we’re done
The designer says I’ve got the mock-ups on the run
The gym just laughed and said I saved your favorite squat
You don’t have to like us to show up on the dot
We’ll be here at ten, at one thirty, at six thirty

So swing your legs out, Alex, one and two and three
The kettle’s not the boss of you and neither are we
Ten, half past one, six thirty, that’s the plan
Three things, Alex, and you’re already the man