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Hangover Mondays lyrics
My bedroom smells like stale beer and
cold McDonalds
Fries I woke up for my interview with
mucus in my eyes
My morning pee reminds me of a sprinkler
I once stole,
Do you know how hard it is to get 3
streams in I bowl
Chorus
Hangover Mondays- Tuesday looking great
Hangover-over Monday- I burped to taste
the dinner fries I ate
My image in mirror keeps moving in frame
To the rhythmic pulsing pounding of the
blood in my
Brain It s- hard-.Its hard to find my
toothbrush since it s use
The
Night before It gathered up a -hairball
I when I found
It on the floor Hangover Monday take a
little Advil for
The head Hangover Monday this is what my
mother
Always said...
Your liver gonna kill you
Your livers gonna kill you
Just wait and see
So I ll get another one like David
Crosby
Hangover Monday s and Mickey Mantle
Hangover Monday s after all this
I m sure a transplant I could handle
I unplugged the phone sometime around
four
When my girlfriend called to yell at me
about
My arm around a whore
I couldn t recall this woman as I
scratched my throbbing head
Till I found her passed out naked on
the floor besides my bed
Hangover Monday s I woke her then I
called a cab
Hangover Monday s she told me that the
sex was really bad
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