Текст (слова) песни: Brian Kirk And The Jirks - Hangover Mondays
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 its 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
Прямая ссылка на текст песни Hangover Mondays: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/47204.html