I Guess I Better Get Out of Bed
Today is Monday, start of the week
Open my eyes, give the clock a peek
It’s time to wake up and clear my head
I guess I better get out of bed
Wednesday is considered “humpper day”
Half of the week’s gone, or so they say
A lot to do, must shake out the lead
I guess I better get out of bed
Friday at last, T-G-I-F
Bar-B- Que tonight and I’m the chef
This is a good day, nothing to dread
I guess I better get out of bed
The weekend is here, party time
Just an excuse for me to unwind
On Saturday I’ll drink too much Red
It’s noon before I get out of bed
Sunday, a little “Hair of the Dog”
To help let my mind clear out the fog
When I awake I feel like I’m dead
I guess I better get out of bed
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