So I spent half the night drinking wine

Then woke up feeling totally fine

Ah, but what’s this I sense?

It’s the creeping, immense

Tiredness that will engulf me in time

 

It’s not like I didn’t have fair warning

This isn’t the first next-day morning

That I’ve woken up dying

Inside-out, body trying

To drag head to work, hurt and yawning

 

Why was it so hard to resist

That notion that something would be missed

If I didn’t do the shots?

Line ‘em up like jelly tots

Down in one! Getting more and more pissed

 

Maybe the best way to shake this

Is to make out I can totally take this

You know – just carry on

Go to work? Bring it on!

(Dear God, it’s the worst bloody headache, this)

 

 

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