Wake up mama Shake your weary dreams I said wake up mama Shake your weary dreams Lets turn our café's into castles And our jokers into kings Wake up mama You gotta take to the streets I said wake up mama You gotta take to the streets You're pickled in your houses Dressing them like a magazines If you know what I mean Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Wake up mama Turn your lamp down low I said wake up mama Turn your lamp down low Come over here pretty thing I got something to show I love that woman More than any woman I've seen I said I love that woman More than any woman I've seen She treats me like a king I treat her like a queen Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up