When I woke up this mornin' I felt a pang 
I was hungerin' for some apple pie 
Stumble in the bathroom, hung my hog a little bit 
Washed the sleep out of my eye 
Oh yeah, it's gonna be a fine day 
Scratched myself a bit 
Poured me out a bowl-a corn chex 
Closest thing I could find to apple pie 
Lingerin' taste of toothpaste 
Made the milk go down a bit funny 
But you know, them chex they do satisfy 
Oh yeah, this'll be a fine day 
So, after my mornin' rise-n-shine and eat-n-clean 
Had my mind set to hit them streets 
Drizzle from the night left cold puddles out 
Had my black stomp-boots on my fee 
It's my day 
Since I was in kneepants my pop had tried to make me realize 
If I set my mind down to it I could be a big man in the public eye 
So with my big blue collar on, I set out to find the easy way 
What an ice cold bath it was when I found you had to pay to play 
To taste the taste it's a tease that never would subside 
The taste is strong but soured by my learned eyes 
Well, if a woodchuck could chuck wood 
He'd get down on his knees to pray 
This little snappy boy might see 
The light this ground hog's day