| I woke up on a Wednesday morning, with a hangover that quaked my brain
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| Smoked cigarettes to keep me sane
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| I know I’ll be alright
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| I pushed my covers down with stubborn force
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| And stumbled out of bed
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| Disregarding insufficient might
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| I know I’ll be alright
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| It seems like everyone I know is letting go almost every night these days
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| As the days roll on I wonder what will justify our obstructive ways
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| The good times make the bad times worth our time
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| Got spiffied up and brewed a cup, my morning remedy like down the hatch.
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| Preparation for another day
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| I know I’ll be alright
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| Hopped in my automobile and kicked her out
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| Then I took the wheel
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| Headed downtown to grab a meal
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| I know I’ll be alright
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| It seems like everyone I know is letting go almost every night these days
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| As the days roll on I wonder what will justify our obstructive ways
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| The good times make the bad times worth our time
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| I called up all my friends that night
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| There’s something going down my way
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| Bring all the fun you can
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| I know we’ll be alright
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| We ranted, rambled carelessly
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| Until we fell asleep alone
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| It gets more fun with every dose
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| I know we’ll be alright
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| It seems like everyone I know is letting go almost every night these days
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| As the days roll on I wonder what will justify our obstructive ways
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| The good times make the bad times worth our time
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| I woke up on a Thursday morning, with a hangover that quaked my brain
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| Smoked cigarettes to keep me sane
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| I know I’ll be alright |