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But the ham and cheese, and i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers The, now there s something that is wrong rotting my insides
and i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers
Now there s something that is wrong rotting my insides, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive
My toes are numb and i think i ve got the shivers, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive

And it s pay day today just for having a good time, it says don t eat me i don t deserve to be there in your stomach, it s the little things we do when you go out in the night
Why do i feel like death just for having a good time, party time and everything that mattered
It says don t eat me i don t deserve to be there in your stomach, and i don t understand why my brain wants to die, now there s something that is wrong rotting my insides
well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye

Well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye, i had bits of lungs shrapnel glass and cigarettes for breakfast
And it s pay day today just for having a good time, i had bits of lungs shrapnel glass and cigarettes for breakfast, why do i feel like death just for having a good time
Well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive
as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive

Well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye, well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye
Margarine they speak an evil language, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive, it says don t eat me i don t deserve to be there in your stomach
It s the little things we do when you go out in the night, and it s pay day today just for having a good time Things, but the ham and cheese
Margarine they speak an evil language, why do i feel like death just for having a good time

And i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers, but the ham and cheese
because last night it felt like the best night of my life
My toes are numb and i think i ve got the shivers, because last night it felt like the best night of my life, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive
why do i feel like death just for having a good time

But the ham and cheese, because last night it felt like the best night of my life, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive
It s the little things we do when you go out in the night, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive
and my lips are blue
my toes are numb and i think i ve got the shivers

Party time and everything that mattered, because last night it felt like the best night of my life, it s the little things we do when you go out in the night
It s the little things we do when you go out in the night, it s the little things we do when you go out in the night, why do i feel like death just for having a good time
Because last night it felt like the best night of my life, and it s pay day today just for having a good time, and i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers
Why do i feel like death just for having a good time, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive

Margarine they speak an evil language, margarine they speak an evil language Zutons, why do i feel like death just for having a good time
And my lips are blue, so i get up and go down the stairs and try to make a sandwich
Party time and everything that mattered, and it s pay day today just for having a good time
and my lips are blue

Now there s something that is wrong rotting my insides, but the ham and cheese We, well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye
but the ham and cheese
well i woke up this morning with a teardrop in my eye
As your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive, so i get up and go down the stairs and try to make a sandwich Things, and i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers

As your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive, it s the little things we do when you go out in the night Things, i had bits of lungs shrapnel glass and cigarettes for breakfast
My toes are numb and i think i ve got the shivers, and i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers It's, now there s something that is wrong rotting my insides
Now there s something that is wrong rotting my insides, and i break on down and cry why do good time turn to bummers We, as your hangover unfolds well the questions will arrive
Why do i feel like death just for having a good time, why do i feel like death just for having a good time