I drank myself to sleep Then slept right through the week I know its sad to say Things never go your way Finished my glass and paid my tab Threw up my hand and called a cab I know its sad to say Im wishing my week away I know youre full of stress Honey pull up that dress I know its bad enough But girl you like It rough Finished my glass and paid my tab Threw up my hand and called a cab I know its sad to say Im wishing my week away I lit my cigarette Tried so hard to forget I know this week will pass us Put on my dark sunglasses Finished my glass and paid my tab Threw up my hand and called a cab I know its sad to say Im wishing my week away
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